A photo a day may keep the psychiatrist at bay. Or something of the sort.
Sunday, February 25, 2007
2.25.2007
There will always be beauty in the everyday, I learned that today.
"But you, my soiled teenage girlfriend. Or are you furrowed like a lioness? We are vagabonds, we drive without seatbelts on. We live this close to death."
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