Tuesday, October 26, 2010

"it's a confusing wind that seeps through safe suburban alleyways, past dimestore hallowed decorations, burdened with the smells of suppers made in haste, and carrying the slightest sound of lonely childlike giggles.
it invades me through the slivered cracks of my bedroom window, and carries with it a sense of wonder, innocence, guilt and candied dreams.
for this certainly is the eve of angels. the eve of erin's birth."

you rock A-bomb
to you the most special birthday possibilities
wish well : ) "
-julian sakata

ps the first wish that I received and it was perfect...... thank you

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