I don't get it.
Explain the meaning behind the pic, Buck. lol
It's called, I uploaded the wrong pic in my romantic pics folder LOL! BUT, here's where I come in for the good save.... That is me walking across the bridge in Venice, to tell the Innkeep, we're going to stay a few days more...
Last night was brutal, an overwhelming of senses. Sunshine returns after all these weeks. I didn't know how to take it. So I staggered into a bar to clear my thoughts, to numb the overpowering feeling. I never do this, but I must have polished off two bottles of Crown Cask 16, maybe. I sat there for hours, until the morning light. I began thinking to myself amidst the haze, if there was just some sort of indicator in this forsaken establishment that I should never had wandered into, would somehow lead me into the right direction. And of all places to sit, there before me engraved in the bar, was my answer.....
It's called, I uploaded the wrong pic in my romantic pics folder LOL! BUT, here's where I come in for the good save.... That is me walking across the bridge in Venice, to tell the Innkeep, we're going to stay a few days more...
Last night was brutal, an overwhelming of senses. Sunshine returns after all these weeks. I didn't know how to take it. So I staggered into a bar to clear my thoughts, to numb the overpowering feeling. I never do this, but I must have polished off two bottles of Crown Cask 16, maybe. I sat there for hours, until the morning light. I began thinking to myself amidst the haze, if there was just some sort of indicator in this forsaken establishment that I should never had wandered into, would somehow lead me into the right direction. And of all places to sit, there before me engraved in the bar, was my answer.....
It's called, I uploaded the wrong pic in my romantic pics folder LOL! BUT, here's where I come in for the good save.... That is me walking across the bridge in Venice, to tell the Innkeep, we're going to stay a few days more...
Last night was brutal, an overwhelming of senses. Sunshine returns after all these weeks. I didn't know how to take it. So I staggered into a bar to clear my thoughts, to numb the overpowering feeling. I never do this, but I must have polished off two bottles of Crown Cask 16, maybe. I sat there for hours, until the morning light. I began thinking to myself amidst the haze, if there was just some sort of indicator in this forsaken establishment that I should never had wandered into, would somehow lead me into the right direction. And of all places to sit, there before me engraved in the bar, was my answer.....
if thats you in venice I hope you are getting royalities cause that pic has been around along time and is all over the net
if thats you in venice I hope you are getting royalities cause that pic has been around along time and is all over the net
LOL, no Mr. Buck, that clearly is not me, as is that picture was clearly not taken by me. Yes that is a popular art picture floating around the net. A rephrase of my original statement could have cleared up anything misconstrued ; "This picture is symbolic of me..."
LOL, no Mr. Buck, that clearly is not me, as is that picture was clearly not taken by me. Yes that is a popular art picture floating around the net. A rephrase of my original statement could have cleared up anything misconstrued ; "This picture is symbolic of me..."
LOL, no Mr. Buck, that clearly is not me, as is that picture was clearly not taken by me. Yes that is a popular art picture floating around the net. A rephrase of my original statement could have cleared up anything misconstrued ; "This picture is symbolic of me..."
It's called, I uploaded the wrong pic in my romantic pics folder LOL! BUT, here's where I come in for the good save.... That is me walking across the bridge in Venice, to tell the Innkeep, we're going to stay a few days more...
Last night was brutal, an overwhelming of senses. Sunshine returns after all these weeks. I didn't know how to take it. So I staggered into a bar to clear my thoughts, to numb the overpowering feeling. I never do this, but I must have polished off two bottles of Crown Cask 16, maybe. I sat there for hours, until the morning light. I began thinking to myself amidst the haze, if there was just some sort of indicator in this forsaken establishment that I should never had wandered into, would somehow lead me into the right direction. And of all places to sit, there before me engraved in the bar, was my answer.....