Pencil sketchings and lip crashings
Saturday, January 8, 2011
Got a ticket to ride
It's time to move.
For me at least.
Because I'm tired and restless, nonchalant and worried, uninvolved and included
all at the same time.
I honestly wish I didn't feel like this.
Honestly wish there could be some way around it.
But there isn't.
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