Sunday, November 23, 2025

Sunday Stuff.







I was bruised and battered I couldn't tell what I felt I was unrecognizable to myself Saw my reflection in a window And didn't know my own face.-Bruce Springsteen


Now I know that there's a different way to die My body breathes, heart still beats, but I am not alive, oh.-The Pretty Reckless



It could have happened or it could have been my imagination. I'm choosing to believe the former because it gives me comfort and peace, and who doesn't need that?-Karen Hawke































and The Look.














Dickhead.









Ain't no angel gonna greet me It's just you and I my friend.-Bruce Springsteen


 

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