My God

Christmas.

This time of the year again, and nothing's changed.

I miss her

I just don't know who exactly.

Still alive

Huh.

Summertime, and the livin' is easy

fish are jumpin', and the cotton is high

Your daddy's rich, and your mamma's good looking

so hush little baby, don't you cry

Song of the Day

Keeping up the posts...

...with that little diminishing hope that someone above is reading all this