What no one had mentioned, yet what is all over the internet, was how ridiculous the weather is down here.
Three sides to every story, see
What happened, not so clear
But each believes wholeheartedly
Tall standing, free of fear
The headlines are like the children. They make a noise and then look around to see if we’re watching.
How am I supposed to live without you How am I supposed to carry on When all that I’ve been livin’ for is gone Rochelle angrily pounded the space bar, … Continue reading play the game (for “Rochelle”)
We’re tired of the establishment. So let’s make a change, even if that means that we vote for a future a bit further away than January, and a result a bit closer to home than Washington.
Like I told them, I’m really good at being single.
I am the border of two realities, nostalgic for a childhood from a quickly bygone era.