She came from the south. He came from the sticks. Somehow, they made all this from pixels and love.
Monday, February 02, 2009
Sometimes I sit there and realize there are places I am never going to wind up in. Sometimes, those places can overtake me. Sometimes they can break my heart. Sometimes, I can just drive past. Sometimes, I just want to keep driving and stop dreaming.
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