Monday, April 8, 2013

listen. it's been a while.

If I could have it my way, I'd be a beautifully tragic starving artist. Except I wouldn't be starving. I'd dine on alligator meat and wash it down with dreams dreamt on a tall pile of top hats. If I could have it my way.

Why not?

1 comment:

Meg said...

The Bayou. This weekend. Okay?