amy momma mountain finals buzzing upper area frisbee construction.
studies of a former student, the paper is his (i remember), old library detour to bustop boy this morning, lunch lady secret smiling, the girl i had been looking for.
god Strangers passing in the street
By chance two separate glances meet
And I am you and what I see is me
eklektic it was terribly wonderful, the feelings i get when you glance at me, let them linger and smile them away. 020419
god is gues, no? 020420
ahh a look can say so much more to a person who gets it than to a person who says it except it says nothing 040901
sourgirl where are you? i need you. 040902
what's it to you?
who go