

Every Drop and Every LightSnow had fallen upon the pavements of inner city urbanity. It was Christmas Eve, and Mr. Harahan was to be found walking up and down the frozen night streets in earnest. His fingers tips were numb under the throbbing cold of the falling snow and his mind was racing. He drifted aimlessly. He followed the noises and sounds of the discordant crowds that passed him heedlessly. The nights cold robbed him of his senses. The news regarding the death of his friend had struck him deeply. He wallowed throughout the frozen winter hazards like a wraith, beckoned onwards by the immutable harrowing of his cacophonous breathing. And he forgot where heEvery Drop and Every Light
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Hey, dog entity! Rise up and bare your biscuit filthy fangs at the oppressive leash wielding demon!! G**damn my navel itches!!
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May your Heart be Blessed with Love
and your Soul Blessed with Truth....
stock: ~Moon-WillowStock
thx 4 fav.!
I congratulate
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She makes a lot of abstract art, she haggles for the cheapest price, she never orders take-out food before 10 o'clock at night...
Anyway, love your b&w photography. :3
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Nothing says "drink in moderation" quite like a deceased flattened clown with charred lumps for feet, right?
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