Zazzy, I've had that nightmare - bad enough then, soul-crushing in the waking hours. That's why I long for the coffeehouse with the crackling fire - natural, the way we are meant to communicate. Thus, the root of the word, communing. Waiting on you and Dreamy...
Zazzy, I've had that nightmare - bad enough then, soul-crushing in the waking hours. That's why I long for the coffeehouse with the crackling fire - natural, the way we are meant to communicate. Thus, the root of the word, communing. Waiting on you and Dreamy...
Zazzy, I've had that nightmare - bad enough then, soul-crushing in the waking hours. That's why I long for the coffeehouse with the crackling fire - natural, the way we are meant to communicate. Thus, the root of the word, communing. Waiting on you and Dreamy...