Monday, April 21, 2008

You were young darlin'

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I have closets full of iPods filled with songs that I can never listen to ever again.

I miss making mix tapes when you had to wind them by hand so that it synched up just right.

I miss all the hidden messages that you can put inside someone else's songs.

I really do understand.

Photo - N
Words - S

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