"This is where we used to live ..."

[ceffylitis]

I am sitting in my stripped dorm room.  The balcony doors hang open, banging in the increasing wind.  Behind me, everything left behind from yesterday's moving sits stacked on a stolen and hoarded cart (to be shared between Nicole and Tricia).  It's funny, these last four years can be packed up so easily and waved goodbye to with so little emotion

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[shifter2]

I understand
its not worthless
Dont you dare delete your face book account