Perfected :: Her Body :: Greek Necessity :: Deep Throats :: Scrolls

I grow weary of this place... Not of this journal, per se, but what I have allowed it to become. Sometimes just surface ramblings, wuth none of my pretty words to redeem them. So I overhaul completely and shop around for a new layout, inspired, prodded and hopefully helped by she who pointed out 'It's just too fucking *PINK*.' Back to my roots. The name recalling the Lady of Avalon, la dame du lac. This bundle of papers, scrawled with ink, should be what it was intended to be, rather than my bothering any readers with minutaie. I feel things. I think things. So why can't this reflect that? ______________________________ we have come so far :: it is over

Accomplishment :: The Moon :: Toga :: Night Flower