I don't know about that. I mean your pictures were all dark and blurry, due to your crappy camera...
-- Every now and then I fall out into open air just to feel the wind, rain and everything. And though the hum and sway gets me down, I'll find the way to peace and openness.
sweet blasphemy my giving tree
it hasn't rained in years
i bring to you this sacrificial offering of virgin ears
leave it to me i remain free from all the comforts of home
and where that is i'm pleased as piss to say
i'll never really know