Note

Parts of this blog have been fictionalized. 9. As it was created through the halls of the mind in the grasp of psychosis.

Monday, April 30, 2012

"We'll Ride Them Someday"

Here I am, sitting in STarbucks, crying to "Wild Horses" by the Rolling STones.

I miss you, and everything you broke and stole and ignored.

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