Human After All
auditory, the most sensual of senses i posses.
I live music. It's my dance, my exercise, my calm, my exuberance.
I could argue that certain yearnings I experience are more so in lieu of audible happenings than of visual... if you catch my drift. (Please don't take that and entertain it. Let it be, you can't possible understand what it is I'm speaking of, because you obviously aren't me.)
So when I so I live music, and that I love it, in all the forms it may exist, the statement is weighty.
I live music. It's my dance, my exercise, my calm, my exuberance.
I could argue that certain yearnings I experience are more so in lieu of audible happenings than of visual... if you catch my drift. (Please don't take that and entertain it. Let it be, you can't possible understand what it is I'm speaking of, because you obviously aren't me.)
So when I so I live music, and that I love it, in all the forms it may exist, the statement is weighty.

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There are. They're called Mariposas.
I got your card today, and my heart leaped for joy. This summer, damn straight, is going to be great.
Can't wait.
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