Friday, October 13, 2006
Low Collars and Dirt
Witnessing this atrocity and his girl, I don’t feel angry. I don’t feel upset. I don’t feel like setting fire to my face, nor to his.
I simply feel unclean.
Very unclean.
The fact they’re both showing off their boobs with identical low cut tops may play an integral role in that sensation. And the fact I’m about to go into the bathroom and scrub my eyes out with a toothbrush dipped in bleach.
