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electric vibrations, sand from the Mohavie desert ( Read more... )

Old cigerettes and blackthroated wind ( Read more... )

promenade down main street, geeking our faces off ( Read more... )

( Tonight I'll drink your shipwrecks )

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she blew my top! this girl i've never even met, never even talked too.
and it's happening all the time. my tops alwayse being blown
by beautiful peopledoing beautiful things ( Read more... )

When the rain started to fall we played harder, working the broken tree trunks with our sticks, banging out rhythms on roots and chanting out spirited nursery rhymes, stoned and sure that we had weather power in our veins. Banging, thumping and singing with eyes cocked uncomfortably up at the cranky sky. And the crazy thing is, right as we ran out ( Read more... )

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