February 2012
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A Loss For Words
was fucking beautiful. I have some new leg bruises from being crammed into the stage. I fell twice, once while on stage. My plugs fell out a few times. I did get pretty close to the front most of the time and everyone was graced with the presence of my buttcrack when I went on the stage. My life. I went alone but I ran into a lot of lovely people. I’m glad I decided to go. It was well worth...
