My name's Evangeline - music enthused, self conscious, granola munchin', dewey eyed, freckle faced eccentric with destructive tendencies --- if you hear a stranger knocking at your door, let 'em in.
Ask me anything
themeThe Velvet Underground - The Gift
“Visions of Marsha’s faithlessness haunted him. Daytime fantasies of sexual abandon permeated his thoughts. And the thing was they wouldn’t really understand how she really was. He, Waldo, alone, understood this. He had intuitively grasped every nook and cranny of her psyche. He had made her smile, and she needed him,
and he wasn’t there.”
A funny, but slightly dark and twisted story.
