music saves your mortal soul
some days, the only thing i really understand is music. loud, pulsating, irreverent rock and roll tearing through my internal solar system.
some days, the only thing i really understand is music. loud, pulsating, irreverent rock and roll tearing through my internal solar system.
i laid perfectly still, unmoving, as krissy gently applied sixty individual eyelashes to each of my eyes. before even seeing how fabulous the lashes looked, i already felt more glamorous.
“blessed are the cracked, for they shall let in the light.” .groucho marx