new greens of spring dreams
In the winter cold I feel
Lady birds, then sweaty shirts
In the end all you want is a pen that writes well and a life that you've lived well.
In the end all you want is a pen that writes well and a life that you've lived well.
new greens of spring dreams
In the winter cold I feel
Lady birds, then sweaty shirts
- Musings of a promising freak -
The world around through my camera's lens
About writing and stuff
Story Of The Footloose 