it's 11:59 am, on January 19, 2012 - car crash hearts.

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my life contains mist, sea air, and glare ice. glare ice is my new foreign planet.

in an email to an old lover, I said:

maybe that's why kink has recaptured my interest, it's making yourself feel again, even if it's in a controlled environment. maybe at thirty, a controlled environment is the best thing we can get.

long live this fucking car crash. where is the closest tattoo parlour, I tell you.

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