| .heres.what.the.creator.had.to.say. -march 2000- 10 pink ribbon gashes, and im counting the ways. still unarmed so no fingers. hands or feeling...unpeeling your skin just with sugared teeh. she's of christian description. with some wounds to fix...she says "everything is dead. and this must be the end?" but everything is nothing. and on nothing she depends. a reservoir of loves just becomes a commodity. *me .back. |