Buses always hold a certain nostalgia for me. They remind me of a time when things were a lot simpler, when waiting for the bus alone was a sign that you were growing up, and of course my first blowjob. Not to get too deep on you, but these photos of a bus graveyard in Sydney, Australia make me sort of sad. They remind me that my childhood is over, and also that those were some really slutty time in my life.
[ via ]Art Spotting: Bus Graveyard
Buses always hold a certain nostalgia for me. They remind me of a time when things were a lot simpler, when waiting for the bus alone was a sign that you were growing up, and of course my first blowjob.