Where do you want to go? was his response. I don’t know, Alice answered. Then, said the cat, it doesn’t matter.
...dreams can tell a lifetime, frame by frame the times you’ve seen, as they slowly slip your mind..
You’re at my fingertips, just out of reach…
I don’t want to believe.
Suppose I said I am on my best behavior. Would you want me when I’m not myself?
...Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map