Moonrise over the train yard.
Just waiting for that tsunami to flush this all away.
I get bored.
My stove.
The stove that Gavin created from his own toys.
I've been fucking busy. You know that it's been ten years since I foolishly boarded a plane and flew to San Diego to waste five years of my life in the Marine Corps? I'm still bitter about that shit.
Fuck this, I don't have shit all to say.
Fuck this, I don't have shit all to say.
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