here lives a fisherman with the catch of his life

[secret_disease]

i was standing against the garage door at the autoshop blowing smoke into the sky, it was raining, not hard. lightening lit up the sky but i didnt hear any thunder. i was watching a little white moth wandering in circles on the wet pavement, and then it flew up and landed on my jeans. had band practice, which was amazing. im hopeful. im staying

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[anonymous]

nigga you crazy

[secret_disease]

no, just honest