april 23rd, 2009, 1:09 am

yes, we were in the same place. but we were looking in different directions! you were looking at the tree while i was consumed by the immaculate rolling green hills.

perhaps there is still some room in my life for idealism. for love. for her.

torture chambers?
god damn!
i haven’t heard no shit like that in years!
edan, “murder mystery”