my own.luminous. that's something i could never live without. perhaps a tuesday also, because my mother always told me to live everyday like a tuesday. my thoughts still last longer than any cup of milk i've ever drank, but my mind still sleeps with the fishes. i've lost myself. detached in a world filled with so many connections, but i assure you- i will be happy one day. my whale just hasn't found it's cloud yet. i mean, it's only spring.perhaps i'm just snowblown. hit me as hard as you can, i dare you. there's no reason to pity me because i am a sunshine kid. i'll go into a deep coma, and love it because history repeats itself, and i will reliv
thanks a lot for that. someone got rid of her for me. thanks for informing me about it.