Pottle Or Dottle, Foxy Lollop!
Tuesday, February 27th, 2007In my memories, there is mistrust.
The creek seemed like a river. The days seemed longer. The girl seemed prettier. The world seemed greater.
I believe only experience, until exprience becomes memory. Again.
March 7th, 2007 at 5:32 am
you are such a beautiful writer.
*swoons*