Working from California, distopian-esque utopic suburban lawns, flaming impressionist sunsets setting beyond undulating hills, swimming lessons (you didn't know how, but you learned), the flutter kick, harmonizing, beers, impromptu jam session, heading home, confession time.
Mar 2, 2015
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some days I remember the lies you told me and i laugh at both of us at me, for wanting so badly to believe you at you, for having t...
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some days I remember the lies you told me and i laugh at both of us at me, for wanting so badly to believe you at you, for having t...
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i'm really struggling with confronting work today. i've told myself that it's ok to run away. i can run away as long as i'd ...
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Bernard was awake. He glanced at the time -- 4:33. His flight wasn't for another few hours. Awake twenty-seven minutes before his first ...
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