what I want from you is empty your head
they say be true, don’t stain your bed
we do what we need to be free
and it leans on me like a rootless tree
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“the stars last night were freckles on a young girl’s back, in love somewhere else.”
-one of my favorite arrangements of words by the brilliant larry towell
“we all love girls but girls love flowers and booze”
new section on my website :: throw away