Poetry, Prose, and Thoughts for the mentally exhausted, the morally intrigued, and the late night internet surfer hopped up on caffine. For you with strained eyes, a tired soul, and rhythm in your heart.
"The desert bears only a scathing sun, and nothing more."
"What about mirages?"
Thursday, July 28, 2011
How True Artists Play The Guitar.
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My brother took this picture of me while I was playing guitar. And wearing a tamborine on my head. And I also don't know how to wear necklaces.