something was horribly awry and killing became a way of life. the empire knew know bounds, physical or moral. even a few americans began to wonder if the empire would defeat us.

girls talk. i saw jacques doillon last night presenting his new film love battles. it was intense and made me pine for what i am missing.

in spring old man's fancy turns to love.

polar molar

saved by ancient light

melting refuge

some professional racer prick on the path said, you better put your child on the leash. i wish i could have reached him with my boot, and my voice trailed off feebly, my curse absorbed in fog.

someone said, you will if you want, but what if the will is weaker than the want.