sept. twenty eighth at six fifty p.m.
the sun lays down without a fight

just to let you know, this is all for you. this is all so you will look at me the way i want you to. this is so i'll be talked about when i'm gone.

these words have no manners-- they come to me at night when i am trying to sleep

apr�s - vers l'avant

bout cinq...
ate pm - 2013-01-09
2012-12-02 - 2012-12-02
won a.m. - 2012-11-16
long cold nights - 2012-10-30
drowned dreams - 2012-10-30

lame