uyg
my home away from anxiety.
the safety this place provided me.
on my last day i will call auburn my home
i search for disorientation
ha
i like sappy endings
i like weddings
i like girls that flirt and then lean in for the kiss
i like forgetting to think because your having too much fun
i like pretending your here..
i like the sun coming in through airplane windows
i like hope when its cold and dark and hard to be found
i love everything that has to do with rain
i love sexual tension that finally gets released
i love my parents
i love how someone can truly act different
i love the good in peoples heart
i love good old-fashioned midwestern folk
i love
-the kid
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- December 28, 2009 / 22:7 pm
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