Lounging on the old sofa, the mid-October sun a warm glow through the window behind, a full breakfast prepared and time to spare, Pornography by the Cure low and deep in the background, a smile.
Posted by Setsunai at October 13, 2005 11:28 AMWaking up on the old sofa hungover as shit, still wearing the same clothes from yesterday. Catching the first train home, holding back a need to vomit and thinking about a long day at work ahead of me, a curse.
Posted by: Roland at October 13, 2005 2:46 PM | Permalink to Comment