A collection of thoughts. A conversation with no destination. Milk and honey.
And the dirt that came from the fallen pot plant...
The rest... I leave up to you to decide what to label...
Stereotyping is fun... or so 'they' say...
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
An Escape.
Escapism is a lonely tree, one in which you can climb and sit for hours on end, and no one will ever find you. Unless you want them to.
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