Loose Lips
Speaking amidst the contemplation. Vocalizing our sincerest delights beneath the quilt of amendments. Priceless thoughts; our true life. Accounting for
Every Moment is a Story
Every Moment is a Story
Speaking amidst the contemplation. Vocalizing our sincerest delights beneath the quilt of amendments. Priceless thoughts; our true life. Accounting for
It is 3 a.m. The wind is blowing garbage. Going back to bed.
Perspective; aging distortions from my reflection in a dirty mirror. Relentless thoughts telling me to accept whatever people put in
