novembre ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- motoring! after walking past its case for three months after a stint in the summertime, i don't really want to play the accordian. this is totally weird for me to admit because i hold on to everything until it dies. even half-assed dreams. (part of me loves this part of myself that thinks anything is possible, but it often clashes with what is plausible) 8:08 pm - 11.14.02 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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