Day 7 is a photo that makes me happy. That's easy....
This is the little couch that sits in the corner of Wiley's lioge at her house in El Paso. I sat here when I was having a good day, I sat here when I was saying my final good-bye to my father, I have had many a drink and many a smoke right here too. If this couch could talk, oh the tales it could tell. I hope to be on the couch again someday soon. I need my EP time. Bad.
Peace, Love and (comfy) Zombies \IiiI
2 comments:
when you say smoke you mean . . . . ???
Cog@ Only the legal stuff lol.
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