"Here lies, a morbidus
of certain nutrix kind,
expired untimely,
though of restless mind,
she was, alas,
a victim of an artist's life."
Monday, March 19, 2007
A sure way to suck the life out of life is to analyze every fart to death. Sometimes a cigar is just a cigar. To hold on to pent up anger, too. Reflect without regressing, love without possessing, give without second-guessing :) )) ..and you shell be blessed. Today I'm blessed :)
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