I've had a rough year, dad.

I know you have, Chassie.

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I’m pretty sure there’s a place on the edge of reason that’s etched out in perfect form to the size of my body. Some days I think about making the brave journey to that cliff to view the spectacle of man’s own creations. On the edge out there alone I could build my own temple out of dreams. I could do it, I know I could. But I think my blood ( Read more... )

Goodbye blue Monday.

If anyone wants to go see the White Stripes this saturday comment and let me know or call me. I have an extra ticket.

So my journal is friends only now. Comment to be added and what not.