For Tonight
I feel as though In a room full of people a baby is being passed around and I'm the only person who made it cry. Sign in to see full entry.
Matthew's scribbles: For Tonight
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The Young... Auld lang syne when, au poivre, the sun seemed earthly and hung in the sky like a baleen, and laughing, we all rode in jitneys. something for the walls, for myself.