This is a build up.
A fuck up.
A break down.
A let down.
A God damned mis-fortune.

Creating a new Blogger for my photos. Once it's up, I'll post the link on here.
:D

You will find that within time,
Old friends grow stale if you never see them and they've moved.
And then you'll know that the relationship only seems to exist by contact online.

Hey, remember when Sinatra sung flat accidentally in one of his songs?

I'll meet you in Antarctica.
The sun will be shining,
The snow glistening.

There's a storm brewing outside my window.
Countless crimes being comitted all around me.
Remember when the light was so blinding?
Remember when the ground was so hot it burned our feet to a cinder?

If you listen really closly, Harry Connick Jr.'s voice in some tones, resembles Sinatra's.\