mood: sickly
music: sweeney todd: the demon barber of fleet street
CPCetc: ew... raped throat.
music: sweeney todd: the demon barber of fleet street
CPCetc: ew... raped throat.
I am obviously not prep school enough to get a conservatory education. And here I was, in love with The City and the idea of living with Anne's family. Damn the world!
I'm being honest about the loving The City and living with the Sappingtons. They're all crazy liberal. Like, more liberal than most everyone I know. It was pretty fantastic. And her house is gorgeous. Da and I got a bit excited. There was a little pee.
So here's my question for the week: is poetry a good form of communication? We'll see.
Damn photobucket nazis...
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