remember when you were little and you'd kick a ball as hard as you could just because it was on the ground? it didn't matter what was behind the ball, where it landed, what it broke, who it hit. you wanted that ball in the worst way. then you'd go about your day. at what point did wanting to kick the ball become wanting to put the ball away
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if you had passed me up in a car with a bk crown, i would have laughed .
one time, me an dmy sister were on our way home from having dinner.. and a lady in a clown suit pulled up next to us.. full make up and everything,. and she must have forgotten what she looked like cos she didnt look happy.
but
i honked my horn and lowered my windows (at a red light) and gaver her a "whooooooooooh" and a great smile. it made my night to see that clown.
lol
yeah i dunno wht my point was but.
your entry was deep and motivating.
i think im gona archive that one.
take care cullin..
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Amazing.
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