Sometimes when my world seemed to be tumbling into confussion and I didnt know which route, road or path I was supposed to be travelling down I would sit and get drunk and at the bottom of a bottle I would find oblivion or sometimes if I was really lucky solace.
Now Ive found if I just sit and do this
when I look down into his face the world suddenly makes sense.
Lost confused and looking for Inspiration - Stage 2
Wednesday, June 14, 2006 at 2:26 pm
It all makes sense...
Wild Mood Swings said...
Bleurghhhhhhhh , lolipops , lovely lolipops . I wonder if babies taste of chicken or veal ?
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