Above ground.
7/6/04 11:28 pmwhen in doubt, write it out.
when in doubt, right will out.
when in doubt, fight or shout.
when in doubt---
sleep. sleep. sleep.
there is nothing here worth fighting for.
these whispers always, always, drifted like spiderwebs, cold and sticky in the moonlight, white and silverpale caught in my hair.
when in doubt, right will out.
when in doubt, fight or shout.
when in doubt---
sleep. sleep. sleep.
there is nothing here worth fighting for.
these whispers always, always, drifted like spiderwebs, cold and sticky in the moonlight, white and silverpale caught in my hair.