january twenty seventh at nine fifteen p.m.
i've got nothing real, just empty space to fill

right now i'd like to talk about things more thoughtful and poetic, but with no one here it seems sort of pointless.

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