Dear Amanda Palmer, Initially, I wasn’t going to do this. I know you get plenty of fan mail and that mine could be one of the many that disappears into the pile. However, the need to say thank you has invaded my life for the last six months, and so I decided to at least draft a letter. I was raised on Tori Amos and Nine Inch Nails, on Fungo Mungo... - http://arraine.tumblr.com/post...
he smells like creamsicles on a hot summer day when his hair falls into his eyes and he looks down to the fraying tips tips of his toes dancing in the ocean surf sinking into wet sand and coming up cold and wrinkled like the clouds in the sky overhead blocking out the light of the sun twinkling in the distance - http://arraine.tumblr.com/post...