Predictions may be about the future, but they’re made up of the past.
Decision commands result.
~2009/01/06 Tuesday 2:10pm
There’s loving and there’s losing, but I think I’m just past choosing now
Don’t live a lie
I’ll be true, I’ll be useful, I’ll be cavalier; I’ll be yours, my dear.
You’ve got wits, you’ve got looks, you’ve got passion, but are you brave enough to leave with me tonight?
Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map