Everything is safely stored in the Archives
“You know what? I wished for you too.”
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.
there’ll be sun sun sun all over our bodies
and sun sun sun all down our necks…
Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map