There is no problem that beer can not solve and/or cause.
Where dwells success? The cabinet over the toaster? Or in the eyes of a broken doll?
How geeky am I? My first crush was on Edith Hamilton.
The famous unknown wake. Old ravens fly away. Nostalgia sheds a tear.
Lying naked on the bed. Gentle breeze cools my skin. Wanting nothing but your touch.