do you think we're weird?
probably; you get paid to
stand here every day.
they went through all the motions of being a crowd-raising 90's alternative rock band, and they did it well. but in their well-timed thrashing one sensed a naivete that wasn't present in those who actually survived that time period. it was then i felt like we were all, in some manner or another, impersonating a generation we only wish we knew.
20 parts poemas de amor, 2 parts cotton sweaters from the gap. pour over tiny asian girl and shake.
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- I unofficially take photographs and charm people for a living. Officially, I received a B.F.A. from Cornell University, and am now on the West Coast making websites, planting gardens, and damning the man. Be my friend at carol[dot]why[dot]zou[at]gmail[dot]com.
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