vinyle

"He's leaving, on that midnight train to Georgia. I'd rather live in his world than live without him in mine" I wish I had enough soul to sing that song.

So it's been a little over a year since I was last in love. I can't decide if this makes me feel hardened or hopeful.

Don't touch me or I'll burn...


Work remains an interesting show of power. I sit and smile and think of ways to take over the world.