29.10.11

New Chances at Losing Bets

The Day Ends
Sighs of Longing
Whispers of Regret


Heaven Must not Care


California Sunsets shed no Tears
Looking for Regret in the Sand
A Losing Proposition


"Sometimes I wonder if it really Matters? Maybe Bukowski was right. Carnal knowledge that smells like cheap wine might be less painful. At least my Socks don't have holes in them."


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