the color in which currently flow through my mind |
Looking through a frosted window screams rays of light which dead bolt through pines of douglas fur, a mysterious dark green which nobody can quite understand, a lock with a combination unknown to any...
Posted by devun on Sun, 17 Feb 2008 12:23:00 PST |
random story i wrote a while ago one night at work instead of working... |
I could.... feel the loose gravel begin to eat away at my tires. The reason for going so fast wasn't apparent to me anymore, as well I questioned myself silently, enough to smell my nervous breathe as...
Posted by devun on Tue, 04 Dec 2007 08:16:00 PST |
snowboarding |
snowboarding
A pasttime that goes back to the good old USA, founders in the beggining, and/or followers of the ever hopeless sport were banned from every mountain resort in th...
Posted by devun on Fri, 21 Apr 2006 10:40:00 PST |
