It came upon us as it fell from the sky above.
A snow day in Burbank: who would've thought?
Monday, February 28, 2011
Friday, February 18, 2011
We Come Thru
Remember what it was to just lie in your bed under the rain.
I wanted to believe in you. I wanted to believe in us.
But those dark lights of red and black, with soft kisses being traded for glances at the computer screen, were façades of hope.
Nothing comes without work. I know that. Nothing good comes to those who wouldn’t wait.
I wanted to believe in you. I wanted to believe in us.
But those dark lights of red and black, with soft kisses being traded for glances at the computer screen, were façades of hope.
Nothing comes without work. I know that. Nothing good comes to those who wouldn’t wait.
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