Monday, December 31, 2012


Few things are as consistent as time and it humbles every-time you dare stare its eye. December smirks at me tonight. Last year I said I killed Peter Pan and then I missed him and then I saw him in neverland and I stayed for a while. We don’t live there anymore and that’s good because we’ll go back… often and together. 

I am here to stay and say and pay and pray and play at neverbay.


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