the bardic function
to the max
As I lay with Head in your Lap, Camerado
Point A Bulletin
seashell curls
I thought that if you had an acoustic guitar that ...
Can I have some olives with that beer?
and if you're so clever...
speechless
skin-deep
Who am I--the mouth that ate itself?
Friday, August 17, 2007
mustard gas and roses
So the rent became whiskey, and my life became risky.
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9:26 AM
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