dream catcher 3
Sunday, 24 May 2009
amsterdam – surrounded by friends at a dinner table, instead of plates we each have a personal mortar of which we proceed to crush drugs and snort them with small straws. i had a dog named buttercup, that at first was a cat, but was really soft, and skinny.
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