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Monthly Archives: March 2013
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im more than you would think a flash in the pan a wink of the eye well traveled soul (once upon a time) and im gone i talk to mountains taste cheese grow tomatoes addicted to olives and stormy seas … Continue reading
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i never really tasted death but addiction is as close to hell as you ever wanna be I WOKE UP today stretched out uncovered in the middle of winters open window full of overflowing filling spilling GrAtiTude. Thanks mom for … Continue reading
