st. dzerzhinsky or the peculiar methods of falling asleep

taking too long. way, waaay too long.

Friday, February 24, 2017

it's a beautifull thing, but then it's not

raining.
uncertainities
pilling.

a perfect day to
wallow in my
own
shit.

&
call it
love.
Posted by St.dzerzhinsky at 8:20 AM

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