sararamsey
My grandmother has become a thorn in my mother's side.
i was crouching behind a counter, trying to hide the fact that i embarrassed him by hiding myself.
i am filled with concern. someone i know is about to ruin his life.
the words "Free Trade Agreement" appear in almost every document i have to read for work. they're the only words i can think of today.
my hands hover over the keyboard in uncertainty. these keys determine the fate of everything.
my fiancee wants to be a distinguished old gentleman with a handlebar mustache.
the scene between joseph cotton and orson welles.
and they carried on like long division. there will be no remainder.
sigh. spongebob squarepants. the kids i used to babysit loved him, so we spent countless hours watching the sponge, the squid, the starfish and the squirrel. happy times.
fifth avenue. i just want to look at it, walk down it, and blend into it. then disappear.
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