E THEME BY EXCOLO

magnolia

there was nothing to see in her but the ebb and flow of creation, only the transcendent sweep of being and living in the careless fold of flesh from shoulder-bone to elbow.
one last night of drinking with my family - conn coll style. my love for them knows no bounds.

one last night of drinking with my family - conn coll style. my love for them knows no bounds.

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