
Lucy Lou, weekend visitor. Ezra’s best little friend…..

Lucy Lou, weekend visitor. Ezra’s best little friend…..
can i ever explain. you are even better, than the best thing. sweet thing. watching you walk, your voice, angel like. dreaming of you, each and every night 🌙
being that intentions are well meant, most of the time, anything will be considered. appreciate everything. my dad always says, don’t think twice, listen, mulll over any advice….
grudges are poison, let go. though, never forget…..
Etta knows, just the thought of, just the thought of you. listen to me good. My heart knows I’ve lied. the things we used to do, keep me lying….
strung out lingering, long after it was relevant. not a single one….
freight train memories, lost living. under the bridge, gathering. hopeless, homeless. scratching for everything. lost souls, banded together, waiting. searching for any little piece of dignity…………..
depends on what they’re serving for dinner i guess 🤔

lazily, easily the best!!
i think you’re fantastic, drinking a cheer to you, can’t help it. congratulations to you’re deceitfulness, it’s magnificent….