(but it would have never worked because I have problems with authority, I hate wearing hose, and I have this nasty little habit of speaking my mind which is often blunt and/or irreverent)
Saturday, December 21, 2013
There is an
organic feeling, when the day is done, and surreal washes over you as you
realize every moment was an involuntary emission of pure joy and passion. When
you quietly tell yourself, "this is my wonderland...this is my soul"
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