what will i tell my daughter, what will you tell your son where were all the doves? that we were nothing but a shadow, a faceless generation void of love.
i don't understand why people post things out into the (internet)universe with a disclaimer that says "sorry, this is crap" - obviously you don't think it's crap because otherwise you wouldn't post it. just once i'd like to comment and just agree. "yeah. it is pretty crap."