I'm starting to become detached from all these holidays. Even Christmas and Thanksgiving has become something new for me. My priorities are messed up, I don't think about presents or food anymore, just my fam's. Snow flurries in Oklahoma, thirty minutes away from the witching hour. a chapter and twelve pages of the homes work away from sleep. 190 miles away from my city. Thanks for calling me brother, I just checked and I'll be free to leave this state on March 10. which is just one day too long. too bads. Kiss your folks for me May you always land your pop shuvits
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Snow flurries in Oklahoma, thirty minutes away from the witching hour. a chapter and twelve pages of the homes work away from sleep. 190 miles away from my city.
Thanks for calling me brother, I just checked and I'll be free to leave this state on March 10. which is just one day too long. too bads. Kiss your folks for me
May you always land your pop shuvits
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