Rooftops

Jan 23, 2009 01:36

I miss those moments i spent flashing my point and shoot camera into people's faces. Now the object sits stubbornly on my table. If he had arms, they fold so tightly it is a no through road even for a kitchen ant. Sometimes i press on the shutter hoping he would rethink retirement. Guess not. He seems to be telling me, i deserve the rest especially after the number of times you've dropped me. I used to think he was animated. He had food. Batteries. We shared a nice relationship then one day, he just died. Just like that. I wonder why.



Please play some tragic love songs.









Of course, this thing had his own ideas when it came to dates.





















He could capture the future like for example telling me how i'd look like if i lost my teeth.



COME BACK TO MUMMY :'(
Previous post Next post
Up