What to do with all this jazz? Decided to stop bitching on this thing. Or try to not at least. Anyone want to tell me a memory they have of me. Anyone?
I remember at Adrien's house you were taking a piss with the door open and I walked in on accident and saw you singing that fat joe song "lean back" and doing the dance moves too while you were pissing. That was incredebly funny I wont forget that ever.
put on your rollerblades lets go down the street to that old gas station the one with the hush puppy slurpees and then we can skate to empty houses not quite built and write the lyrics of american pie on the upstairs walls, in chalk, for the builders to find the next day
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i love you
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late night phone conversations, drunken messages, notes....there are WAY too many and i am on my way out.
i am totally going to write you a letter soon.
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