July 2010
6 posts
my mum walks in on me tumblring, oh shittt, how can i explain the boobs„ umm um umm, its art mum?
we can cuss them out, stalk their pages, pine over their pictures, reminisce over what was, could have, should have been, call our selves better than them, their partner, than petty arguments, superficiality or selfishness, think of a thousand things to say to make them want us, leave him, leave her, love me, be sorry a thousand times, cut our hair, dress so stylishly, think so intelligently,...
Watchits been a while. some video I shot on my 550d on the way home from work, music/edit by matt.
