This mess started out as a guide to bagging an adequate male for yerself once ye'r past it. However, it's evolved rapidly into a collective, collaborative space for ideas to grow, recommendations to be made, stories to be told and fun to be had.
Saturday, 3 March 2012
Loving memory
To love an image means finding without knowing it, a new metaphor for an old love, the love for a moth. As soon as one loves with all ones soul that reality is a memory.
