Thursday, December 4, 2008

I wonder.......

How one can play out a Halo3 on streets with real people and blood and gore without hemp in your system, which, you choose to intoxicatedly call the J$#*d.

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I feel….

Memories are like holding a fistful of sand, which is to say that the instinct to secure them—to close the hand, to make a possession of wha...