She came from the south. He came from the sticks. Somehow, they made all this from pixels and love.
Monday, May 12, 2008
They had candles for luck. Candles for pain. Candles to get over death and lost love. But they didn't have a candle to quit your job and see the country and never work again because you are an artist. No, we will make that candle ourselves.
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