stairwell accompaniment: Aimee Mann
And the writers only boast is this: tonight I saw the sky and could not resist. Because of this combination of love and aggression. (and all our dreams are waking up?) I am a child...only forcing myself to run and hide NO MORE.
And my dog can tell when I am sad;)
Monday, March 28
to the shore
Posted by ambrosia at 22:59
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