“les Moissons d’Août,” by Raynald Leclerc
i might be smart, but i'm too much of a slacker to tell. i don't have any of my act together. and all i want in this world is to be happy. which, as it turns out, is quite a lot to ask.
i might be smart, but i'm too much of a slacker to tell. i don't have any of my act together. and all i want in this world is to be happy. which, as it turns out, is quite a lot to ask.
