I'm Tired Of The Way Your Tounge Curves When You Lie
The sky was twilight drab, dead with a dull light leaking from a dieing star. The birds sat hunched over on skinny twigs shivering, summer was gone and the cold slithered closer like a serpent on the prowl. We built houses for the birds to nest in but they refused. They were too smart for our starving jaws.
I have this thing about posting more then one picture per day. I don't do it, it's weird to me for some strange reason. This is another photo from yesterday, it's actually the one I planned somewhat to take. I like this spot, I'll probably come back to it later on, when it snows. I have another shot planned. hmm.. If' I can only get that lovely dress I want from Bebe. I'm gonna fucking buy it, I don't care if it is a bit pricey. It's worth it. I know if I don't buy it, I'll have nightmares about it until I do. :/