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Jul 05, 2007 13:54

Fuck.
Finding out your best friend has been part of your life since forever is the most amazing feeling ever. We get eachother because we are from the same genepool, who would have ever thought that would be the case. Getting to know my brother for the person he has always been and the person he is becoming has been a journey worth-while.
Coming home has always been an excuse to clear my thoughts and breathe in the salty Pacific ocean air. To truely belong to the city streets of my birth. To lose my worries and woes in the mid-day Sunset Dist. fog banks. Rolling with the punches and running away unscathed. Adventures over the Bay bridge for illegal substances and windows rolled down...owing the city $4 dollars on the way back. Feeling like a runaway but safely tucked away from harm. Always knowing the neighboorhood surfing junkies and under their bleach blonde bronzed appearence knowing there is an even more weathered heart.
So let's surf away our problems in the chilled pacfifc, living with ocean-soaked tenderals hanging around our sun-kissed freckled faces. Sandy feet leading to sandy sheets and dreaming of the endless summer.
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