Sunday, January 24, 2010

invisible

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-----------Jill is in the wings. She hears the roar of the loud.! Bang!

Listening to the witch's broom pass watching passing and repassing __ and the others flay___ weird days and strange selves. Not close to the pillowed god and the naked severals of women _____ herself.____She once heard a throng. A repeated melody. That way it never got from her. He was sutured and fucked out in its slang. A retreated form to obsession. Mona Jill kill herself laughing. Laughs. A fracas a comedy a farce.A ll things singular and prescient.I don' t like groups. I work best alone and alone to catch up later to your group. and our group, our lovehive.