Sunday, April 12, 2009

Who's gonna drive you home?

Tonight?




1. Fear is in the bottom of a glass. She looked down at her bleeding palms and whispered, "Me? Now?"






5. THIS IS TO SAY, I have questions. Suspicions.
"I question motives, and communication." Amen



6. Laying hisself down on the chestnut table, he called with his eyes, "Chrome to me."







14. It was hard to keep all that blond hair under one cap. He bought another cap, but that didn't help. He bought another, and one more, and nothing helped so here we are. He can't keep his hair to his self and no one wants none of any of it.

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