smoke signals - flashing mirrors - messages in bottles - carrier pigeons - flags in the air - hoofbeats on the ground
Friday, February 12, 2010
I have been shamelessly (shamefully) spending my mornings
i have two pink nipples and a penchant for sparkly things, fine, i admit it, after years of black-clad Dagny-esque defiance.
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