And I Think To Myself Posted on February 27, 2023 by davidguerrieriwrites It’s all a bit depressing, like singing in the rain. The over-sentimental mere dreamers all the same. It’s all a bit depressing, like Pollack splattered paint. Squandering potential, my spirit slowly wanes. Share this:TwitterFacebookLinkedInRedditTumblrLike this:Like Loading...
Words Of An Average White Male 