Tuesday, September 28, 2010

You look okay, in every way





[unknown, turnedout, debbie harry (source/photographer unknown), simonon]



I spent an afternoon on your bedroom floor. I looked through your pathetic moleskine filled with quotes and drawings and laughed at your pictures, well worn paperbacks and ticket stubs that you keep, dirty mugs, a set list or two. I spent an afternoon on your bedroom floor.

[Parellel Lines]

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