i like the notion of the solidarity in the ocean. i only do yoga in my bed, when i am alone, sleeping. so that is to say that i adjust my body into different positions while i toss and turn though out the night. the rest is my rest.
anyways. school. my camera broke. school. school. uurrrhhh. school... i do so much love it. i really do. i think i really enjoyed the feeling of fucking myself all of last year. it was sooo good. and it was good because it was bad. if you put a bucket of water over a cracked door, with the hopes that your foe would fall for the trap, but you actually forgot that you did this, and you end up walking though the door, and all this shit falls onto you... that was my entire last year, every day. fucking myself.
strange-musty-yum-time-city-in-which-the-hills-have-no-eyes. your not that bad.
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