Saturday, June 11, 2011
Mucus...
Mucus... its not working out. I think we need to see other people. I don't love you anymore. Its not me, its you. Fuck off, will you! And get your shit out of my lungs!
(Had that damn Tripod song stuck in my head for a week...)
(Had that damn Tripod song stuck in my head for a week...)

Burning our trousers (chairs, bootsoles, and the occasional bum) around the virtual campfire since April '05