... my other garden ;)

About Me

My photo
I'm not a graceful person. I'm not a Sunday morning or a Friday sunset. I am a Tuesday 2AM, I am gunshots muffled by a few city blocks, I am a broken window during February. My bones crack on a nightly basis. I fall from elegance with a dull thud, and I apologize for my awkward sadness. I sometimes believe that I don't belong around people, that I belong to all the leap days that didn't happen. The way light and darkness mix under my skin has become a storm. You don't see the lightning, but you hear the echoes.

Wednesday, December 22, 2010

Tell

... but I ain't telling which ones ;)




... reach for me la la la la means I Love you >:d<



... twist the cap ... and open up ;) ... and i'm telling you :-*

No comments:

Post a Comment

Followers

Blog Archive