Effervescent.

Here I am, a bundle of past recollections and a coup of shattered dreams, knotted up in a reasonably attractive bundle of flesh. I have nothing to offer you but company, some cheap tea, and tinkling from a piano I've had since I was 5 years old. I never forget what this flesh has gone through and I'll remember what this flesh will go through: not all who are lost want to be found. They call me Lay and I like being homeless. Δ Δ Δ Δ ( var ref = (''+document.referrer+''); var w_h = window.screen.width + " x " + window.screen.height; document.write('