sad love

We’re sitting there, talking: she about how we can’t go on like this, me about why we must go on like this; and during our conversation, this talk we are having – what she meant when she rang me at work and told me ‘we need to talk’ – we never really look at each other unless it’s to stare directly into the others eyes
dumb riffs She wore these shoes (via never neutral)

tragic animal love stories (via plep)

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Comments: sad love

Girls are pretty
Posted by informant at August 4, 2004 04:23 AM

Or more precisely:
http://girlsarepretty.com/

girls are pretty
Posted by informant at August 4, 2004 04:24 AM

happy Jeckyl day

boys are pretty good too
Posted by boynton at August 4, 2004 10:54 AM