* andrea .:
a crumbly place of my own.
* andrea .:
beauty in something tainted.
* andrea .:
[20/365] This place is paradise I'm sure, I've gotten lost here once before.
* andrea .:
the poetry of earth is never dead.
* andrea .:
that's the way we've broken down.
* andrea .:
you've gone out of style, there's no christmas in july.
* andrea .:
sit down in your favorite chair and suffer in the dark.
* andrea .:
[22/365] I falter as the music stops, and you watch me as i stall.
* andrea .:
another point of view.
* andrea .:
break away or fall apart, like the pieces of my heart
* andrea .:
The crumbles have fallen.
* andrea .:
a view out the window.
* andrea .:
a view out the window pt 2.
* andrea .:
broken ideas.
* andrea .:
there's banging on the wall, it's 5am, i've got no sleep at all.
* andrea .:
in an abandoned place.