My pages in Sandra's Black journal for the club creative group.
on my unsuspected date with a long ago predestined fate I planned myself, as all do but retained no conscious memory of its sahaping. this hurts to much, brings too much pain to even consider that it might be so.
is it true?
YES
the lips of a strange woman.
Wednesday, May 31, 2006
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