I think it's safe to say that winter is upon us here. It's so bad that it's almost as as if my knuckles are pushing my fingers to tap on the keyboard right now.
There goes all of my money;
towards cab fare.
Escapism is a world where all you have to do is have conversations about everything but yourself.
I love it.
I need to go to bed. It's almost midnight.
ta.
( a l y a a ) @ Wednesday, December 10, 2008 / 11:45 pm /