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The Log And The Mushroom.
Friday, December 18, 2009
confused.
sentences, they all have meaning.
you just need the time to decipher them.
right down to the core.
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Camilla.
i live for the smell of moulding books and a cup of freshly made coffee. you will always see me with a pencil in my hair. and i dont like mondays.
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