I miss writing poetry, so:
June 23rd, 2009 | 
Author: Removing my cap
the passing of the cortège
sham solemnity
(Not based on an actual event, but could be.)
edit: Also, as I remarked to SongdogMI on Twitter,
Algorithm 5
cryptographically digests
into sixteen bytes
Posted in 
- RT @elwin15208: His tweets made her smile. He always went over limit. She was still smiling at one that ended with "I love y" when the crash killed h #vss
- #vss When she flicked on the sluggish light, she saw spindly legs disappear into the corners. They seemed to whisper "BecbecbecbecBECCA!"
- #vss When she suggested driving with the top down I knew it was time to end it. Pity, she's hot, but I can't breathe vacuum.
- #vss Dear Sally, wish you were here. It is sunny. I saw a girl who looked like you but her blood was the wrong red. See you very soon. XXXXX
- Profusion Original writing
- Twine Encyclopaedia Pro and Moonburnt information trove
