the saddest potatoes

julie warshaw

christmas! no. new years?

I’m surrounded by pictures of people who I don’t hang out with anymore. No one prints pictures these days; and, while I still enjoy picture frames, I posses very few actual pictures. This means that the smiling faces of girls I vaguely befriended in the early 2000s now smile down on me as I type this. And truthishly, I’m getting tired of it. These old pictures are sad potatoes. Their very existence was purely dictated by a lack of technology based media. (That means there was no such thing as the facebook.) But now there’s cameras in everything and I have a bad-ass printer. So watch out Bar Buddies of ’03! Your days are numbered!!

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