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:: Saturday, February 19, 2005 ::
Maybe we wont survive Maybe we'll grow we'll never know...
First post after a long time. Seasonal changes are evoking memories of days past. Perhaps because I drove King Ruth around the parking lot tapped into the past I love that car. I dont want her to die.
Tonight, i pass another stage of reintegration Seeing the friends. all of them. together at last. too long. drunk. happy. still feel like i'm walking around, invisible. out of phase with the pedestrians running or walking their dogs along Joyce I just keep my head down and drive
we're just ordinary people we dont know which way to cuz we're just ordinary people maybe we should take it slow
:: sandy 7:05 PM [+] ::
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