Either way I bought beer is more than a mere journal, it's a philosopical look at a simple persons life. It's like a let go and let God look at life in a sixpack. Cheers!
Sunday, January 28
Remember me?
If memories were anything more, we would all feel a little more happy, or sad , or empty, or unloved, or wonderful, or hated, or complete. Memories are memories for a reason. Right?
Not much to say about me, i am usually defined by my surroundings. Which is a nice way of saying i'm boring. Oh yeah, the poetry here is mine unless otherwise stated, be a dear and don't take it without letting me know before hand.
1 comment:
I love you, Woman!!!!!! Very much!!!
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