i think i saw a ghost

[drmark]

ride with me through three-hundred miles of the darkest time of night, i beg of you. songs; words that haven't reached my ears in more time than you would expect reverberate silently through my head, my ribcage, my pulse; my breath. and we walked together down the road, through the trees, and into a small clearing where the heavens descended upon

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[trixiepixie7]

tragically beautiful.....
miss you....
Mr. Mark-a-mus-snuff-a-luff-a-gus!

[digital_scars]

Mark, you need to come back to Michigan so I can kick you in the ass-hair mohawk.