Friday, December 20, 2013
Sunday, December 15, 2013
They told me I was strong
when my father was dying.
--Don't they know too much flattery gets into the head?
Saturday, December 14, 2013
Thursday, December 12, 2013
Wednesday, December 11, 2013
Hickory dickory dock...
What does a clock do when it's hungry? It goes back four seconds.
Or strikes mice. # Never mind
Yeah, I'm obsessed with the whole Icarus story
He could have soared that high at night. #just saying.
I'll say it again, here
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#Yes, I'm back.3es>
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#Yes, I'm back.3es>
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Wednesday, May 29, 2013
They looked good, sometimes.
Long nails. Painted a deep red. They also dug deeper when she clenched her fists.
Tuesday, April 2, 2013
Friday, March 29, 2013
The error beep of my new Lenovo is pleasant to hear. Yes.
First post from Australia. Unceremonious. Again.
Thursday, January 3, 2013
And she's buying a stairway to heaven...
Dear lady can you hear the wind blow, and did you know
Your stairway lies on the whispering wind
*Led Zep.
Your stairway lies on the whispering wind
*Led Zep.
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