johnny*johnny*american*laid
fuck'em if they can't take a joke.

hurricanes and lilac.


Sunday, Aug. 15, 2004
and why is it, tonight, with all this rain and all this quiet (heaping up by the barrel-full onto these ears of mine), that i miss him so very dearly, to that point where i become quite convinced that my heart is over?
:: 1:15 am ::

now playing ... nothing.

heads :: tales