man-made

as the sun heads down the alley,

tell my blackbird bye for dear me,

for i'm hanging up the walking breeches again,

only to lie down, living no more.

only for her.

for her.

Public enemies is a must watch i say.

though dilinger ought to have ran way earlier.

oh well. guess he needed to learn poker values then.

poor john.

good men don't live long enough.

or so they say.

Thanks for coming down this road with me.

thank you for saying yes at that fateful six in the morning.

yours faithfully. my love. =)