Tuesday, July 5, 2011

I Feel Nothing Except the Present.

I wish to climb for the rest of my life and write about every inch of my journey. School is more than enough motivation to run away to live on the land. Every single woman I have kissed never compared to wild I often forget. My fascination will kill me, if it doesn't, just know I am truly alive. That is if I follow the dream of a constant landscape on rill. I wish I could remember this one song lindsay used to play it had an awesome beat to it "scared of spiders snakes and things". the only lyrics I now but it haunts me I must know who sings it.

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