Jun 21, 2007 Untitled
Ξ June 21st, 2007 | → 0 Comments | ∇ screeds |
what else is love, then, but a confluence of events
what else is love, then, but a confluence of events
– In the shower, realizing it’s done and you’re free, in the exhale slowly transition between running the gauntlet and getting back to one’s life.
the pixies
break my body
painting:
magenta sky: flown.
while standing at the bank of a lake today, gazing down at the exposed roots and crevassy ledges:
this would be a great place to play GI Joe.