The moon can totally see what you're doing, and it just wants you to know: gross, dude. Seriously? Come on. Ew.
Thursday, July 5, 2012
There are nights when I get bored and do absolutely nothing. Then there are nights when I get bored and something dumb falls out of my brain and I obsess over it for hours until I have it just the way I want it. So it was with Disapproving Moon.