they call it, phronemophobia;
but they've dialed the wrong number.
Thursday, January 13, 2011
Poetry, bitch.
Oh the things I stumbleupon:
I see you driving
round town with the girl I love
and I'm like, haiku.
I literally laughed aloud when I read this. Ahhhhh, some people are just so clever/witty to realize things like these.
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