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The passion is festering inside of me again.
Summer.
Endless days and endless nights.
This time next summer I hope to be in Europe. Trecking through the mountains, and camping in the lush green fields of Ireland. Maybe I'll go to the Vatican. I'll go to Florence and Venice and Rome. I'll go to Jeruselem. I'll see the wallI'll be living ( Read more... )
Summer.
Endless days and endless nights.
This time next summer I hope to be in Europe. Trecking through the mountains, and camping in the lush green fields of Ireland. Maybe I'll go to the Vatican. I'll go to Florence and Venice and Rome. I'll go to Jeruselem. I'll see the wallI'll be living ( Read more... )
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i went to the back to cash out,
and i came back and you were gone.
and jesse goes "oh, i thought you left. i told your friends you did."
thank you for visiting me.
after talking to you last night i thought you were mad at me and i felt like crap.
so it was really reassuring when you came in.
:)
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