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Your Mom's Harry S. Truman.
Monday, April 19, 2010
blue french horn dash.
took an evening nap that went a bit too long. and now I'm wide awake. I realized how much I'm going to want this all back. Saturday is going to be here. soon.
this will happen at some point.
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Wouldn't it be funny if that was true?
scared shitless. but SO excited.
a tribute to the babies:
can't even take MYSELF seriously.
blue french horn dash.
deeply unhip.
√
please let the door repeatedly hit me on the way out.
pearl
autobiographical
Everything that I said I'd do
getting use to the silence, you guys should too.
its like hawaii, or that chair.
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