ly flying over the tree tops.
Tail lights or head lights, it's the flip of a coin. I've been coming and going since the day I was born. And I followed the bread crumbs, but I never got home. I grew old in an instance and now I'm all on my own.
Music currently in the tape deck: I'm under a newly discovered impression that this is too personal to share via myspace. But I can tell you that it would blow your mind.
BORAT. SHORT BUS. KIDS. THE DEVIL AND DANIEL JOHNSTON
SCRUBS.
EVERYTHING IS ILLUMINATED.
People who never return books about suicide to the library.