For your eyes lonely.
This is the deal: I'm gonna write. About whatever. Maybe in nine months it'll gestate into some sort of being, but right now my mind's too cluttered to organize right at this minute. Let me throw some crap out and maybe we'll see what's actually in there.
25.11.07
harvest 2007
You gotta love middle America. If advertising doesn't work, shots of dead deer certainly will. Apparently this is how to make a man to smile. It definitely made me laugh.
I love to write. I love to buy. I love to laugh, and talk. A total middle child, I love attention too. If you read this, you're appeasing all of my shit...'cause then you'll be helping me with all of this stuff too.
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