geekosystem

Because nothing says "love" better than curling naked in your lover's arms in a little plastic bag as an old vacuum cleaner sucks the air from around you, the plastic closing in on you, compressing the life (and love, don't forget love) out of the body that used to be you. If you come out alive, you get to see photos. Photos of your love at its very height. Right before you were going to die.