I was lost in the scratch. Grooving on the groove. Feeling the joy of the moment and what does she do?
She stops to take a stupid picture.
Of what???? Of interrupted joy?
Of bliss denied?
You need to memorialize how you torture me?
Priorities woman!!!
Put the camera down and get back to the task at hand!
I am half scritched here and in agony!!!
Hooooooomans....+ cameras= torture
'vie
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