the window shatteredpaper thin can kiss my buttnearly bled to death
haiku main
one ring to bind them one ring to kick all the butts can't see me now fool
I was twenty-eightnow only twenty-sevenI'm wasting away
If I have weaknesses, don't let them blind me, or camouflage all I am wary of. - Paul Simon, The Rhythm of the Saints
If I have weaknesses, don't let them blind me, or camouflage all I am wary of.