May 2012
20 posts
“then the system of strings tugs at the tips of my wings, make me warble and rise...”
– joanna
my car is runnnnn...
ing.
who knew honey suckles and passion flowers wouldnt choke each other out.
just sayin.
im looking at em like, hrm, what if.
suddenly, mental picture, they have faces and muscly arms.
tearin each other down, knotted, scraggely, uncomfortable yarn.
then to my surprise, honeysuckles 1-0.
but the culprit, not the one you thought, just thought you otta know.
yes yes yep
deeturra
7 tags
well now thats over with...
back to the birds and the trees, the rivers and streams….
