words are flowing out like endless rain into a paper cup they slither while they pass they slip away across the universe.... pools of sorrow waves of joy
I have no idea what i want out of life... conclusion.
So this whole trip to colombia has me crazy nostalgic; i remember all the summers i spent there, how i would talk to katie pilla and anna on aim at all hours of the night! i miss you my little tree, orange, and sloth! i miss writting the boyth love for the board... well kinda. haha but i miss my boardie buddies.
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