Polaroid Penetration
May 11, 2006
We felt angry and vicious, so we drove to the lakeshore to split nerve cells, plant life, and pieces of hair.
“She loves me. She loves me not. What would you do?”
“Does it matter?” I asked.
We left feeling pessimistic about everything, especially the birds.
Posted by Tudor at 11:30 PM in Various Positions | TrackBackComments
Why do I have the most number of comments? I must be a stalker or something… *sigh*
Anyways, cool picture.
Posted by: spindriftdancer on May 11, 2006 at 11:38 PM… and the bees?
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