We're only bleeding.
It wasn't until I just leapt outside that I realized exactly how cold it is.
The winter chill IS killing me, but I'm as toasty as butter-covered bread in my little apartment.
The more I slave away at this book, the more I realize my writing deficiencies.
Perhaps I'll just write less in here and focus my attention to one area.
I have nothing to prove; it's a new year, and I'm forever 21.
Elton John is Gay.
Maybe I'll post some of it in here in a few days.
-Michael
The winter chill IS killing me, but I'm as toasty as butter-covered bread in my little apartment.
The more I slave away at this book, the more I realize my writing deficiencies.
Perhaps I'll just write less in here and focus my attention to one area.
I have nothing to prove; it's a new year, and I'm forever 21.
Elton John is Gay.
Maybe I'll post some of it in here in a few days.
-Michael