Wednesday, September 14, 2016

What Would Little Willie John Do?

Oh, if only I had bootstraps. You shoulda' seen me back then. I would lie to you and tell you that I cut quite the dashing figure but you could see right through me. I've selfishly documented every crack in this old heart, every blue dream.

Sometimes the causes just aren't big enough. It seems that someone's always trying to get me to buy the world a Coke while I sit here, scared to death, fretting about world peace.

Send love.

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