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[ericrutter]

I wanted a perfect ending. Now I've learned, the hard way, that some poems don't rhyme, and some stories don't have a clear beginning, middle, and end. Life is about not knowing, having to change, taking the moment and making the best of it, without knowing what's going to happen next.

Comments

[foshizemoho]

Right on.

[philwinslife]

here's a rhyme for you:

pickle jar
wickle mar
tickle the pickle
in the pickle jar

k. talk to you later dawg. one love.

Eric mother fucking rutter

[50fishfilets]

so lets talk about how you have dropped off the face of the earth and that makes me sad. I mean do you even know that i'm in florida! haha

i miss you man.