I don't know why I do this. For you? For myself? For the content that lies within? For the artists championed within the prose? For the ideas championed without? I don't know why I would do this. I don't know why I do.
I pretend I dont care. Please. Tell me what you think of whatever ends up blighting these flawless black pages. I will love you forever.
2 comments:
Are you talking about the Inbetweeners movie? :)
I believe this in fact 'inspired' it, if such things can be inspired. :P
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