sept. twenty seventh at twelve fourty five p.m.
never is a good time to be home

i caught myself forgetting about where i actually was today and it was like time stopped. and now it's like that time is lost.

it is going to take FOREVER to get home, but i don't really mind/care. i could never get home today.

my favorite is the small shuttle buses.

apr�s - vers l'avant

bout cinq...
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long cold nights - 2012-10-30
drowned dreams - 2012-10-30

lame