kazatasupa

m.w. just left with his son, little j. hard wood floors, and on my knees as i chased laughing 3 year old around antique center table. kids are amazingly beautiful and unfathonably complex. i dig children, i really do.

john frusciante singing off niandra lades and i believe it time to log off, brush my teeth, wash the feet and take a rest. i need to be to work in seven hours.

going to dream of comforting arms and resting in softness.