| i dreamt i rolled my car off an interstate median into a madness fueled riot. as i sat suspended from my seat, people bashed at my windows.
i also dreamt of ghosts, but they were people that i know. |
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eggers. gimme some lovin'. |
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| ROOOOOOAAAAARRRR! for the next four days "law" is spelled C-O-N-O-R. then conor is spelled S-P-L-I-T-S-V-I-L-L-E. |
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| goodbye montana. i know we've only been together for three months, but i think you'll agree it's over. late at night ive been looking at maps of washington and oregon and california. oh sure...ive been looking at your map too...but...only to find the quickest route out. dont take it like that, i'm surely going to enjoy you more than idaho. you have plenty of beautiful qualities, but i need humidity. i need a touch of summer before winter starts to whittle my smile into a red wrinkled grimace. i'll always think fondly of you.
sooooooo, oregon. i hear you have non-coniferous foliage? i'll tell you what, you give me your number and i'll see you in the next few weeks. |
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| you'll make a sad shooting star. |
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