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- i am officially a nana. today i ate breakfast at 5...
- it wasn't safe to breathe.
- vesuvius.
- i heart hiroshima.
- sunshine of your love.
- psychotic.
- holga.
- watercolour for breakfast.
- as he got more comfortable, his humming got louder.
- No title
- fiesta.
- i wasn't over you.
- our walls are wearing thin, our light is growing dim.
- notting hill.
- oh leils. the things i do for you.
- teaz & coffyz.
- don't even sing about it.
- it's that ancient love.
- i have a dream.
- this guy was in my course at uni. far out he's tal...
- the light between your eyes.
- navy blues.
- blue valentine.
- age of adz.
- futile devices.
- kevin powell, i love you and your outfits.
- everyday i write the book.
- death of an interior decorator.
- dreams are made of.
- light my morning sky.
- words full of fire.
- why why why does everything have to be so complica...
- to be alone with you.
- wide open road.
- hands down.
- sunset sounds.
- it's nice when people are nice. received a 'consid...
- i feel.
- the night's closing in.
- bashful.
- in the mausoleum.
- my family's role in the world revolution.
- happy new year?
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