I (Meringue)
I FEEL ALL OF TWENTY-EIGHT HAVING BEEN DOWN THAT BEACH MORE THAN ONCE... I WEEP THE TEARDROPS ADDRESSING A MOMENT AND LAUGH WHERE DOORS OPEN TO FUNNY WHERE IS THIS GOING? NO IDEA SAID THE CROSSWALK BUTTERFLY PASS THE MERINGUE BELCHED LINCOLN'S GHOST Sign in to see full entry.