Memento cari


The heart stone, the stomach's paper. And behind, no real curtains, just the shabby trompe l'oeil of nothing to hide.

4 comments:

  1. What, like a Common Grave song?

    Remember my typographical suggestions: let that tattered flag fly...

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  2. no more like a vain person but pretty sculpture..
    mutter ich bin doch schoen!

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  3. I take back the vanity bit, I like your site! Anonynous idiot

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