Between Life's Beginning and End: Felix Was A Painter

Wednesday, April 20, 2005

Felix Was A Painter

My love from Ecuador, from California, from a land where sugar mommas support the arts, you came to school all crying and what not, not knowing what to do with your drugs and your sketchbook full of pictures of a dead girl. You fell in love with every girl but me, and I felt bad for you, without... Sign in to see full entry.

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