“I once had a rose named after me and I was very flattered. But I was not pleased to read the description in the catalogue: ‘No good in a bed, but fine up against a wall’.”
spent all of my life emptied of anthems, bracing for something that never did come
...they sleep with hornets and they wonder why they wake up stung
...Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map