She looks like Audrey Hepburn.
No. That isnt right.
Rather, when I see Audrey Hepburn, I see Her.
Almond eyes, the color of mahogany and gold. I find myself staring. I cant help it. When the light hits them, they seem to glow, and I am trapped. I cant look away, and every moment seems to last a lifetime, yet still not nearly enough.
No. That isnt right.
Rather, when I see Audrey Hepburn, I see Her.
Almond eyes, the color of mahogany and gold. I find myself staring. I cant help it. When the light hits them, they seem to glow, and I am trapped. I cant look away, and every moment seems to last a lifetime, yet still not nearly enough.
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AH-HAH! Ah-HAH! Ah-Hah! ah-hah.
Woop! I have been going out to bunches of shows, which is a good thing. Last night I saw a band called Metric, who were REALLY GOOD. Sorta like early siouxsie with some Blondie thrown in. Synth-Punk? I dunno. And I got their CD, but when I listen to it, it really sounds nothing like they do, live. I mean, the CD is decent, but it might as well be a different band. I think I need to send them a letter asking where I can get a CD of the band I actually saw, because they were better than this over-produced wankery. So say I.
but, on the other hand, I have a camera to lavish my attention upon. Heaping spoonfuls of missing luke!