2013-10-28 - 9:39 p.m.
one arched eyebrow
he lifted a book from the shelf, opened its cover and closed it again. "sometimes," he said, "you open a grave and it only contains dust."
oh darling. nothing has to hurt.
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listening to: a hawk and a hacksaw - maremaillette.
reading: the orange eats creeps.
working on: making an paper fence for the n-scale halloween village.
in the garden: i partially buried a glittered plastic skeleton, for the neighborhood kids to find and steal.