while perusing myspace pics, the shit eating grin of age and image lept from my screen. if only their parents spent some time telling them they were special i wouldn't be subjected to doomed self serving grasps of independence via intercourse and photo shoots.
happy new year!
For last year's words belong to last year's language
And next year's words await another voice.
And to make an end is to make a beginning.
~T.S. Eliot, "Little Gidding"