February 2012
70 posts
“It will rain all this night and we will sleep transfixed by the dark water as...”
– Charles Bukowski
“Let us toast to animal pleasures, to escapism, to rain on the roof and instant...”
– Hunter S. Thompson
Sia - “Breathe Me”
“She was like a crinkled poppy, febrile, thirsty with the desire to drink dry...”
– Virginia Woolf
