Sunday, August 30, 2009

i eat credit cards for breakfast.

this might be the best pixelated symbolic object in my inventory yet. a hot pink visa to chew on? when not using your credit to buy lindens and pixels go ahead and nosh on it to save your fingernails from biting. if i wrote a story for these pictures it'd be something about the bill collection agents torturing an over-botoxed shopping whore. and of course me crawling into a corner to cry at the end of the day.

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