I watched an old lady scream at her husband.

[not_the_weather]

While I was making cinnamon pancakes this old lady in a red blouse had an awful argument with her husband, who is a boozer by the way, she wanted him to go home immediately but all he said was constantly repeated: fuck off. I think they both need a psychiatric help. The man bacause he's always drunk and that lady because she wants him back home.

I would change the locks.





Cardboard, paper tape, paper twine, oil colors, bitterness.
A bird that wants to reach the sun, if you couldn't say.