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Showing posts with label the rats are in the corn. Show all posts
09.24.10

m-o-o-n

i turned my phone back on as i walked down grand street last night; wabes and i had just seen SWINTON in i am love. i'd received this photo from joe, and a text message: "...that spells apple." your sweet nothings are quotes from the stand, right?