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Feb. 17th, 2006 12:46 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
The prime directive of cardboard boxes is to somehow, someway find a way to get those prats back to their original state: flat.
The light of my 2004 Sunset Concert glow sticks keeps me hopeful. Yes, I kept a couple. What can I say? I touch them and remember. Hell, I'm almost right back there, which is really why I have all this junk. Every single thing contains a memory.
One day my past will drown me.
The light of my 2004 Sunset Concert glow sticks keeps me hopeful. Yes, I kept a couple. What can I say? I touch them and remember. Hell, I'm almost right back there, which is really why I have all this junk. Every single thing contains a memory.
One day my past will drown me.
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Date: 2006-02-17 08:30 pm (UTC)