binkymcqueen

"Drying up in conversation,
you'll be the one who cannot talk
All your insides fall to pieces,
you just sit there wishing you could still make love
They're the ones who'll hate you
when you think you've got the world all sussed out
They're the ones who'll spit on you"
I need about five lifetimes worth of rest and a suit made from Egyptian Cotton....
Radio Silence Freedom begins now....