"deeply i go down into myself. my god is dark and like a webbing made of a hundred roots that drink in silence." -rainer maria rilke

2.23.2011

IT'S COMING:

2 comments:

  1. it's torture trying to write this post. i'm teasing my own self. jesus.

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