She came from the south. He came from the sticks. Somehow, they made all this from pixels and love.
Thursday, June 19, 2008
It's all a game. Of how far I can go and if I can pull things off. And I don't know how to win the game. Really, I don't think you can. You just end up with a metal dog and an iron and a bitter pop-o-matic bubble and your teeth rotted out from candyland.
No comments:
Post a Comment