
Joker…

Joker…
let her be, last night she was mine. I am not sure tonight….
Crazy cowboys, drunken trail hands. Dancing, romancing. End of the cattle drive, celebrating endlessly…

my little friend ๐งก
Friday night ๐ The Glenlivet calls. I’m easily convinced…
Sadly I’m good at procrastinating, putting things of, and ignoring the obvious.

Ezra’s very concerned with outside matters…
one by one, silently creeping, building bit by bit, piece by piece, inch by inch, clawing, scratching, demanding. eventually winning, mind bending…

she’s a godsend….