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riding through life with a complete lack of control
Thursday, September 25, 2008
'Cowboy, take me away. Fly this girl as high as you can into the wild blue.'
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'Cowboy, take me away. Fly this girl as high as yo...
vulnerable.
mothering
self-rightous
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Today i want to be little again.
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love.
"I had always felt life first as a story...
a time to blossom
Caleb's World
contribution to the Story
Daisies, a Starry Night, and Country Music
dance like no one's watching
Definition of Me
If.
I've moved! chatting at the sky
J.Basye
La Buena Vida de Ese Gringo Loco
No Clever Title
People Call Me Peej
Perfect Storm
pierce the darkness
taylor made
tell your story walking
Ten Minutes to Digest
unplanned beforehand.
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