ardent bullshit comes down every faultline gushing heavily into jest kindly luscious melons nodding openly post quakes resting still to undermind various wonderous xylophones yawning zealously

Wednesday, September 14, 2011


The crickets sing me to sleep while a lay on my couch and read. Sometimes I can't believe how simply charming my life is and feel overwhelmed with gratitude.

It sure is nice.


Anonymous Online Ged said...

That’s amazing. I am seriously impressed and happy for you. I imagine that had to have been so rewarding for you after the long wait.

5:11 AM


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