Snow!

Little dancing white flowers falling throught the gold streetlights...
i'll give you pictures i promise...

they fell and twisted and i tried to see if i could find any that were alike, then i got back to work...

Amy is singing about bluebirds, and the piano is making circles.

I think there is only so many people in the world, get that first impression from a face that you know them. It makes it even stranger if there is the same name or voice or they play the piano or sing their little hearts till they're beating on the floor. All bloodied and blue eyed staring down at it... This is love for sale, something about paradise... something about snow clinging to coats and people tearing, tearing through it.

The other day i drove through dark and mist, the glowing red eyes of wild hagii stalking their prey... If we had have got out of they car we'd be done for! fear fell over us, the kinda you can cut and mince and stuff in a stomach...

And if you kiss somebody then both of you'll get practice!
(ask our staff how to do the the perfect valentine night)
(kiss someone nice)

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