October 1=apple upsidedown cake, tea, new brakes, a kernel and a knife in your pocket; woe and wings.
October 1=apple upsidedown cake, tea, new brakes, a kernel and a knife in your pocket; woe and wings.
When Venusians reign and we admit to flying unidentified; when you miss her more&more&more&more All The Time. . . . . . then you’re pulled into a kiss of equal cups and you turn the volume higher.
For when you’re vestal and a smash with a fresh spray of roses and yer primline neat with what you need to do. *And how!*, in B&W.