i saw allison sitting next to a girl at st. leonard;s station. allysha;s ex, anna. it was hard not to laugh. she was a cross between donkey & duck, but don;t tell her i said that.

the phrase "what the fuck?" came to mind. "you were once physically attracted to that girl?" i was in a state of shock.

we went back to central ( click ) & i was hungry. kfc sounded nice.

crossing george street with those two ( click ) was like being around with the pope.

kfc was full of indians & ugly people. we stuffed our faces with two xtreme meals ( click ). allysha stole my camera & we had a kodak moment ( click ). & if allysha wanted to sell any of her photography, she;d be paid to fuck off & die ( click ). look at my eyes. well. i thought they looked spooky.

allysha & allison had a little "episode". allysha;s such a bitch. allison kept staring off into the distance ( click ) & i thought she might have alzhiemers.

but, oh. she recovered. ( click ). i think the chicken made them horny ( click ). nothing was sacred safe. not even poor allison;s boobs ( click ). & if you agree with me that allysha;s tits are tiny little buds of nothing ( click ), note me.

they had to get back to central for their train. there was mirror on the side of a building, & being the creative mutherfuckar that i am, i knew it was a job for my digifriend ( click ). the city is so pretty in the evening ( click ). in an attempt to make up for the lunch i shouted her, she pretended to be happy to see me ( click ).

allysha wouldn;t get her bumcrack ( click ) out of my face. but i enjoyed the view, for sure. quite a lovely bumcrack it is, too.

allysha went in for the kill & stole this book from the store at the station ( click ). oh, & food. ( click ). duh. me & allison ( click ) expertly diverted attention from allysha;s whoring. i bought a bounty ( click ) because they;re gorgeous.

we said good-bye & i hated seeing them go. & for a moment i felt a little lost without allysha next to me. a little later i realised i hadn;t told her i loved her. i hope she knows it.

so it was just me, an ugly goth boy, & my camera. a fatal combination. ( click no. 1 & click no. 2 & click no. 3 & click no. 4 ).

in her words, "good times". um. i love lesbians.

music: the network; spike
mood: delirious