I want the clock's hand in a spiderweb
Existential questions at the border of a bridge.
He gives me pretty green buds instead of roses; me and his friends, no top, in a foreign
You tricked me into marrying you when I was drunk. When I learned what happened, my ship was sunk.
A light hearted take on the days i used to spend in a daze because of cocaine.
Short piece of writing while intoxicated.
No plot, no reason & no ambitions.
About three years ago, London.
Existential questions at the border of a bridge.
He gives me pretty green buds instead of roses; me and his friends, no top, in a foreign
You tricked me into marrying you when I was drunk. When I learned what happened, my ship was sunk.
A light hearted take on the days i used to spend in a daze because of cocaine.
Short piece of writing while intoxicated.
No plot, no reason & no ambitions.
About three years ago, London.