11/23/09
11/19/09
11/15/09
11/12/09
11/11/09
11/10/09
We are living terminal lives.
Of others and ours as well. Every week we say goodbye, goose-bumped and sorrowful, thinking kind thoughts of those that go, ultimately hoping others will think kind thoughts of our passing too.
"Follow me down to the valley below You know
Moonlight is bleeding from out of your soul
Come to us, Lazarus
It's time for you to go"
11/5/09
usualy you weren't listening
when i said "f**k off!" i never imagined you'd actually go up to the first woman and do it.
11/3/09
11/2/09
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