miércoles, 27 de junio de 2012

The racing rats

Come on now, you knew you were lost...





who ate fire in paint hotels or drank turpentine in Paradise Alley, death, or purgatoried their torsos night after night with dreams, with drugs, with waking nightmares, alcohol and cock and endless balls





Escuchando: Leni ~ Placebo

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