yea, I'm really reaching with the bad religion titles. Whatever. I'm feeling really happy right now. I really like my place. I've never really loved any place I've lived in before. Every time I come home, I'm charmed by the little blue walkway and the ghetto plastic footlights I installed. It's my house and I live at the end of the block. It's fall and the leaves are changing color. It's a gorgeously orchestrated symphony of color. Leaves don't fade like people, leaving only a skeleton of who they were. Leaves go out in a blazing glory of color, nature's canvas washed away by the autumn rains.
Modern art at it's greatest. My titles are inspired by still-life art.
bender 1981-
"Tree lined street with parked white car"
artist's comments: I need to have people long stepping across this to do an abbey road ripoff.
bender 1981-
"House, leaves on lawn, white car parked in front"
All I know is that your house causes me to have sleep-abnia or whatever it's called
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