| The accumilation of rainfall. The hazing mist that resembles dreams. The soft flutter of the setting sun's amber lights breaks through briefly through the miasma of clouds. A secret world opens up. A mixture of disturbia and delirium just to your right. |










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Humiliations galore!
absolutely gorgeous work you've been putting up lately, btw...<33
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this is a city for not sleeping;
the clocks are set by feel.
at this moment from where i sit,
none of it seems real.
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sinun olisi parasta pitää huoli unelmistasi, rakas
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Let your smile be your umbrella
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