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 6133 Curiosities served Share on Facebook				2003-03-14 7:03 PM If I look deep enough... Previous Entry :: Next Entry Mood: wistful Read/Post Comments (1) It's raining on my city. I'm breathing deeply of the rain, and crying a little, and I can't really tell you why. Except that it's beautiful. She's got these beautiful words and I wish sometimes that I could have words like that. Not with envy, just with the admiration of someone who knows how to craft things. I'm going to LA this weekend. Wish me well. Read/Post Comments (1) Previous Entry :: Next Entry Back to Top