You'll make the cold dark, a warm home for us...tucked away in our bed.
...more like whales, surfacing for a moment to breathe life back into your beautiful being - then dive back to the depths of memory.
Yes, I'm sentimental. Yes, I wear my heart on my sleeve. Yes, it's been broken before. But a day doesn't pass that I don't recognize how lucky I am. Yes, I'm the one that tears up when I see things like this: "All the things that had to go RIGHT, all the things that had …
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After Side One Track One's Free Week show at The Blackheart, I decided that my night out should expire when my parking meter did. Reiterating that the only thing that expired was the parking meter.