One True Thing




	One True Thing in the ocean of noise Home Get Email Updates not the passenger and somewhere alfie smiles I used to have a hamster tree and the man with the golden gun lily is dancing on the table the room of the banished poet but you're not here I want to paint it black if you can come to california till human voices wake us Email Me Admin Password Remember Me 6096 Curiosities served Share on Facebook				2002-04-23 4:27 PM Scattershot writings Previous Entry :: Next Entry Mood: afraid We road tripped last night. We talked a lot. We faced things in each other I'm not sure we really wanted to know. But we faced them none the less. Is this where I run, scared? Previous Entry :: Next Entry Back to Top