After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we watch the silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank.
the textwall is as much for me as it is for you
not their contents
We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river.
is this you as well
its good
whats your name?
have you read
Lift Analysis
like magnets