aja:
You stole my thunder, but I stole your lightning.
Light is like water. In every room. In every place.
It rains. It pours. It floods and then washes me clean.
And well, today's a new day. I'll try to make it better than the last.
aja:
You stole my thunder, but I stole your lightning.
I love looking at Marc John’s art. MOUSTACHES!