kenkantor: Once in a while I miss the old days for a moment.
kenkantor: The lights were on but someone was probably home.
kenkantor: We all have a special skill. Yours is to hear just what you want to hear.
kenkantor: But only because I really love you.
kenkantor: Framed by some asshole claiming to be immortal.
kenkantor: I had arrived, but then I left again.
kenkantor: My world as seen from space.
kenkantor: Again with the apples and oranges thing.
kenkantor: Mom always told me that life isn't fair, but how could it not be?
kenkantor: The strange things I am envious of.