Wednesday 28 April 2010

Hands full of holes.

The sky is always so pretty:


Nothing to report on the day that would be considered interesting.
I have no idea how I lived without This Is The Sea. It's the thing I want when I go to bed along with Back In The Bottle, and I want the same combination in the morning, it's like I'm married to them.
Our children will be beautiful.

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