Here
We
Are
Goin a hundred miles an hour
With the door ajar
We
Are
Goin a hundred miles an hour
With the door ajar
3.26.2004
Riparian
Coral Calcium for the MindDancing Barefoot
Forgotten Grain ~photos~
Green Catfish is see-worthy
The Known Universe NYC
Kool Keith el otro
Lapsed Cannibal's glass maze
Metamorphosism
More Than Donuts
Muscle 68
One True Love
Penicillin for your curiosity
Radiohumper She-wolf
Raymi the Minx
Tony Pierce's Busblog
Whiskey zen River
Zulieka Unstrung
| CURRENT MOON moon info |
Surface
- We all use handles here. Like bikers or truck driv...
- Come here.
- Can't think of what I was thinking when I thought ...
- We had far too much fun this weekend. Someone maki...
- I love it when the morning smells like rain, it is...
- Yesterday when the sun turned the sky orange S mad...
- When I was in fourth grade I had about ten boyfrie...
- A beautiful tall brunette in a sassy red skirt bou...
- Yesterday Caesar died. The Ides of March. And you,...
- Eyes on Spain. Prayers for pain. She speaks TRUE.
About Me
- Name: sahalie
- Location: Pecos Wilderness, New Mexico, United States
This is the time and the record of the time. I'll avoid definition as much as humanly possible. We can never step in the same river twice. Cold mud and fast currents and rocks and roots entangle, hot and fecund in the summer and frozen slow in the winter. Subject to change. I dream of Paradise.
<< Home