Montag, 25. Juni 2012

When Harry Met Sally

Out of the wild, wide and unholy skies came ... no, not the apocalyptic riders in the sky, but she, the utterly unbelievable unspeakable unimaginable sky monster.... since I met her, my skin got wrinkles, my hair grew grey, my soul turned black instantly in burning longing longing longing - come oh come my haunting monster and neatly cut deep with your sword, kill me instantly, eat my heart, spoil my flesh and burn my bleak and lonely bones!






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