i swear sometimes i'm too full of myself.
i check my own blog more than anyone else's.
at the very least, there is an open window
Edward Bear
Pity this busy monster
xº
He catches words by their wings and asks them politely to mold into meanings...Refusing to believe in anything but everything, he walks in a mist, praying for some string.
He catches words by their wings and asks them politely to mold into meanings...Refusing to believe in anything but everything, he walks in a mist, praying for some string.
2 comments:
ehh.. I do that. ;)
don't we all?
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