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I've never seen this much beauty before...Something in me wants to abandon everything i've done and move to the snowy regions of tahoe. I entered to a magical blizzard that made me feel completly inibriated, driving in a foot of snow. Every time i look outside i feel as if i'm in some terrible disney movie, in the best of ways. This is my first day of legally drinking a beer in a tahoe bar, the small stage and friendly baristas make it so warms in the mist of the snow...it feels good to be old. Had one of the most amazing times of my life in pomona, even though the people i played for were drunken frat kids. Everything seemed to work out, and justified my shortcommings in santa cruz. Live seems so crazy down south...im suprised i grew up there, considering now i dont identify myself with anything there. Ay, i've began to ramble....
Love is complicated, ya?
Love is complicated, ya?