What looks like a cloud to one person is a chance to sell umbrellas to the next.
This is almost overload — I said almost overload
Friends and foes and princes are all just human in the end
Every plan is a tiny prayer to Father Time..
Our memories depend on a faulty camera in our minds…
You were a truth I would rather lose, than to have never lain beside at all.
Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map