Only the shell of you remains.
I am just one more odd and gelatinous blob washed up on your beach.
Apparently Peter Max also desinged insects.
Did you hear the one about the leaf and the moth and the jet fighter who had a threesome?
Notes for this month's music selections are on the playlist page.
Beside the James.
Mask. Greenville Avenue
Seems reasonably self-explanatory.
Sorry, were you trying to look happy? Terrified? Orgasmic? In agony? If it matters, you have really pretty hair...?