maybe we were born to kiss another

maybe we were born to run

maybe just born to be born.

a heart is just as long as a river's wind

but who's is it to let go?

i wish to declare myself of faith in feeling and discarded action

i don't know what to say.
too much has happened to put into coherent words
and the mind is far too cluttered to make sense of any of it.

but i thought i would update this shit to keep the once excitement of vail from being the most recent post
what a misconception

"with that said"
off to bed with a handful of Flexerill and a bottle of water.

VAIL BITCHES!

(bitches= in memory of the bunkpunk)

picture:
flying down a mountain
first time in 10 years

WILD TURKEY MANIFESTO!

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pretty pink

baby blue

crawl baby
crawl baby

damn alli is too much

my heart burstttsssssssss

....as my head gets bashed around between her boobies.

HA!

today marks the anniversary
of something that could have been special
something tangibly so

today marks the end
the epiphany of the terminal
but terminals also lead to other places
so maybe it's not so much an end but a connection
a landing/take - off in one
one and the same

two and two is five

AND ALWAYS REMEMBER TO...

LIGHT THE TORCH AND RUN WITH IT!

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