Notes
It's a grim Tuesday morning. You look at yourself in the mirror and think no one could possibly want you. Well, I beg to differ: you are passionately desired. A fleeting, sexual mix of melodies; including Afraid Of Stairs, Postal Blue, and The Morning Paper. Love. <3
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mirra_licht December 06, 2011
'a newer taste' by the morning paper; 'early longing' by the bridal shop; 'love tariffs' by the airfields; 'new town' by life without buildings; 'rain' by kuryakin; 'scented crowbar' by socialist leisure party; 'tell him how you feel' by afraid of stairs; 'too tired' by postal blue. x
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