But what I do know, is that I, like most twenty-somethings, felt utterly torn between societal norms and pressures, and what actually was calling me from within. Now is Right on Time.

I Saw it on the Monorail. Thank you, Arab Strap, for Hey! Song of the week. Dancing, sure, but the audience can do that too. I love the black an.

She handed him her key to the front door. She wanted to ask if he was sure, if it was really better, both of them being alone? Starting over seemed impossible just then, learning to breathe again without the one arboreally absorbing the sighs and rambling words of the other. Jimmy said in a voice made raspy from choking, I wish t.

Wednesday, May 8, 2013. I saw this article on facebook and decided to read it since it seemed to cause quite a stir. What flesh can do unto me.