I always wanted to be a Californian. In my wildest dreams, I always liked California – it’s the place where oranges grows on trees! Fruit just falls off the trees.
She still talks to me now, only now she talks to me in my dreams. And I can’t wait to go to sleep tonight because we have a lot to talk about. I love you.
A man is a god in ruins. When men are innocent, life shall be longer, and shall pass into the immortal, as gently as we awake from dreams.