You know that time, you're totally into something (was painting a bathroom white) and that song (could be any song, just have to be yours) comes up on the radio. Before you realise you head picked back the rythm and your lips start forming the words you forgot. And yes. Brought back someone. A muse. Brought you back musing.
Oh well would say the silverblade pirate I know.
Oh well would say the silverblade pirate I know.
Have some rum.
puddle of mudd-blurry
Bien sûr que j'aime, Princesse, et maintenant que je bidouille de mon côté je saisis encore plus ton talent!
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