the face, l’accent, and the dramatic interpretation definitely do their best to distract from what is a truly grisly, wretched, dismal story. how old are you young lady? what exactly do they teach these babes over there in france? murder? suicide? chicken box?...
give me empty, unchartered, dark territory any day. i find the cozy in the unknown. there’s nothing as throbbing and thorny as a sure-thing thwarted. i promise to never promise. image Similar posts:weekend happywhat are you looking for?recovering &...
i see you. despite your preference for armor. we don’t shake hands or exchange glances. you sit. i shift bench, to planter, back next to you on bench. waiting, we both listen to the boasting and blustering of fellow roosters. you’re discouraged too. i wish...
friday i entered the studio to teach my last class after a long, stressful week. my two-day vacation {first one in some time} was about to begin in 65 minutes; i glided in giddy, only one more hour, and it was teaching one of my favorite classes: a classical pilates,...
