Sunday, November 9, 2008

looking for the perfect beat.




heather says:
the only reason her last boyfriend thought she was perfect was because he'd never seen a white person before.
heather says:
he probably thought she was some kind of mystical beast.
heather says:
you know, like fucking a unicorn.


it's hard to find friends like these in toronto. isn't this city supposed to be full of those who are bitchy & innapropriate? don't worry heather, i'm not actively looking for replacements.

what was up with my hair in that picture though? geez.

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