Everything is safely stored in the Archives
“Desire is desire, wherever you go. The sun will not bleach it; nor the tide wash it away.”
Maybe flotsam junk will do just fine..
the jetsum sunk, I’m left behind;
You reach so hard it makes you fall for these hands that let you go—but shouldn’t let you go at all.
...Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map