June 2010
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July 2009
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I caught a whale on the beach this morning.
June 2009
1 post
Is it supposed to be like this?
I come from the same places Ricky got shot in the face. I saw Abrahams brain split on the pave. From my angle I can see the future burning away. I wanna cry. I find myself turning away. But I have to, want to do more than to send a prayer for the pain. I come from a place where, you can’t tell what’s round the corner, going to jail, or fail, getting fucked up. We’re living in...