Chicago - she is a wierd fucking city.
Outside my window I hear the clip-clop of horse's hooves mixed with gun shots. Police sirens syncopated with boat horns. Rattling steel from cars passing on the nearby bridge overlap the yells of a girl who's had too much gin. The approaching train shoots sound through the air as it pumps through the veins of the Chicago.
The soundtrack of the city.
Outside my window I hear the clip-clop of horse's hooves mixed with gun shots. Police sirens syncopated with boat horns. Rattling steel from cars passing on the nearby bridge overlap the yells of a girl who's had too much gin. The approaching train shoots sound through the air as it pumps through the veins of the Chicago.
The soundtrack of the city.
evelyn:
i would just like to say that in real life you look nothing like you do in that photo. so there.
badm0j02:
lap dances to cancer patients? you'll fit right in around here. 
direactions are in the mail!
direactions are in the mail!