"It's the sound of sunsets, of a spliff burning in your ashtray as you sit in your living room, shades drawn, lights low, watching the red wine swirl in your glass. It's the sound, or soundtrack, to your life, or the life you want to have."
― Mark (MarkR), Friday, 8 August 2003 13:35 (twenty-three years ago)
― Mark (MarkR), Friday, 8 August 2003 13:40 (twenty-three years ago)
― Ronan (Ronan), Friday, 8 August 2003 13:42 (twenty-three years ago)
― zebedee (zebedee), Friday, 8 August 2003 13:44 (twenty-three years ago)
― Mark (MarkR), Friday, 8 August 2003 13:50 (twenty-three years ago)
picture of Bruce McCullogh with a pony tail & glassesText
― dave225 (Dave225), Friday, 8 August 2003 13:59 (twenty-three years ago)
― Alex in NYC (vassifer), Friday, 8 August 2003 14:02 (twenty-three years ago)
This sentence is so utterly tragic.
― Alex in NYC (vassifer), Friday, 8 August 2003 14:03 (twenty-three years ago)
(i.e. my answer is "Me if I was single" obv.)
― Tom (Groke), Friday, 8 August 2003 14:09 (twenty-three years ago)
― bert (bert), Friday, 8 August 2003 14:55 (twenty-three years ago)
― dyson (dyson), Friday, 8 August 2003 15:59 (twenty-three years ago)
― Reginald Dellos Tools (regtools), Friday, 8 August 2003 20:58 (twenty-three years ago)
― Mike Taylor (mjt), Friday, 8 August 2003 21:20 (twenty-three years ago)
― stevem (blueski), Friday, 8 August 2003 21:25 (twenty-three years ago)
― Mike Taylor (mjt), Friday, 8 August 2003 21:35 (twenty-three years ago)