| manda ( @ 2003-10-05 20:32:00 |
i almost forgot about oneword
swathed in lavender, she reclined on the electric bed. it was her favorite color, and we brought her everything we thought she'd like. she spoke, occasionally, about things that had happened decades ago or never at all.
swathed in lavender, she reclined on the electric bed. it was her favorite color, and we brought her everything we thought she'd like. she spoke, occasionally, about things that had happened decades ago or never at all.