july '98 archives
"i cannot name this
i cannot explain this..."

07.31 ~ isn't he a bit like you and me?
07.30 ~ i do my best for you
07.26 ~ the future is no place to place your better days
07.24 ~ you love to turn this little blue girl upside down
07.23 ~ could i have been your little sister?
07.22 ~ he gave her flowers in a rainstorm
07.19 ~ give us hell, give us dreams
07.17 ~ this is not our fate, so let us not talk falsely now
07.13 ~ we could drive your car, we could drive all day
07.05 ~ my fingers are sore, and my voice is too
07.04 ~ ophelia was a tempest cyclone

* raging shifting winds *


TigerLily