I write when I’m bored but I’m not always bored when I write.
I guess that’s some sort of apology.
I think reading here is like going through somebody’s junk drawer
Bedrock from Barney rubble
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Here I am in the future, and here you are in my past. Here we are, both of
us, together. Right now. Here. Why though? Is it fate? Destiny? Kismet?
Synch...
2 days ago
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