Tuesday, October 07, 2008
There's nothing in the world that you can do
My dream is to be behind a microphone in a foggy, drunken bar, singing "The world is not my home, I'm just passing through. You gotta come up to the house." Meanwhile, barflies will cry their way through one last boilermaker and we'll all go home alone.
Photo - N
Words - S
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