& it was the best party celebrating the repeal of the prohibition ever.
past couple of days are basically lambs & black goats. everything lines up for ritual slaughter. stitched together with a telephone cord. i don't tell her but sometimes i sleep with the phone on the pillow next to my head too, where she ought to be. come on noah & line the rest of the days up for me, side by side. i'm a sickle till saturday.