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Jul 07, 2003 20:03

Mississippi, Illinois, Colorado. On the road there is shredded tires and roadkill everywhere. Lots of trees. Cloud are bright. Rock to the windshield. Left right left right all day on the highway. My mother asks me all what I'm thinking all the time and half the time I'm not thinking about anything. Wow, isn't that beautiful? Yes mom. Wow, ( Read more... )

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anonymous July 9 2003, 17:21:44 UTC
i think about you alllll the time.
sometimes i cry (well i feel like it)
<3 tricia

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. ithinkgreen July 25 2003, 00:46:32 UTC
pure genius

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