you'd be surpised how we raced

Aug 30, 2004 21:22

When she dreams, she thinks of the city. Thinking of the morning, she moves through her sleep; traveling through the streets, running through the dead ends of her mind. It seems that she’s lost in nowhere. Her City of Angels seems so cold and so dead. So she races through it, trying to erase what she can. But always in her dream, she comes to the ( Read more... )

Leave a comment

Comments 1

summergypsy September 3 2004, 14:50:39 UTC
Hey Liz! Marilu asked me to remind you that you promised to mail her $10. Just passing along the message.

Reply


Leave a comment

Up