I go in and out of phases of wanting people to care about me and not caring that nobody cares about me. I wonder what phase I am in now? Hmm... @ the State Library.
Why??? Why am I doing this to you? I don't know, but I don't like it either... I think I titled this photo that way in some kind of drunken stupor when I noticed that Jen was in one photo and then lied down to escape the next.
That's kind of funny.
This was shortly before we all went to the Grand Central Terminal YT meetup... well, they went. I showed up a few hours later after going to a Steam Punk Festival. Choices. Strange.