I have only led such a stressed and anxious life thus far, in order to develop a sufficient number of gray and eccentric strands upon my head. The debatable remainder, I shall live completely relaxed and strikingly styled.
posts from old
Thomas K’s Dream Diary – August 17th, 2008 All the senses are all at once dominated by a terrible, stinking and gritty heat that shines and slimes through what was once thought to be the firmly secured windows of the mind. In competition with one another, your sight, hearing, smell, and taste swim against the […]