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Jan 17, 2008 22:42



i remember sitting there running my hands over the grooves in the straw chair, cigarette smoke and summer spinning around my head in the fans slowly meandering above us.  coffee was sweet and creamy and the only reason i was fully awake.  i remember how we all just kind of appeared on jesse's patio and sat there like the richest dads ever.  rich, ( Read more... )

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hi_im_madi January 24 2008, 03:08:01 UTC
hey, i miss you.

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