Jul 09, 2007 01:19
I've reached one of those both strange and tragic moments in my life where I can relate to shitty pop music lyrics and cannot possibly stop thinking about you.
I have not touched this nonsense website in a long time but the song just started playing. Tomorrow will be an interesting morning and a sad return from this city and all its consumerism-on-crack boulevards coated in copies of copies of copies of old James Dean photos. You know, the one where he's bent over in the rain walking away from Times Square.