if spiders can sit on the web all day then so can I
I just told my girlfriends mom to call her a weenie
The mast of a boat, a silver parachute, Mags laughing, a pink sky, Beetee’s trident, Annie in her wedding dress, waves breaking over rocks. Then it’s over.
in the end,
you’ve got to be your own hero
everybody’s busy trying to save
t h e m s e l v e s