what wld you think?
as silly as it sounds, every story i write reads as though it should be cradled and crooned by hank williams himself.
ache.
isolation.
longing.
always looking in.
you and me though — & all of us, really— maybe we are a shot at something new… a story not yet written, let alone told
“you and me though — & all of us, really— maybe we are a shot at something new… a story not yet written, let alone told”
I say that all the time…
MB
20 Jul 10 at 3:14 PM