...It's the name of a movie, It's the name of a sound, It's the name of something when you hit the ground.

Tuesday, March 30, 2010

I had forgotten how much I love to ride the the back of pick up trucks. It's just so freeing, all the air and movement of the sky around you, ah. It just makes me have a kind of permasmile probably because it reminds me of where I'm from. Hopefully I can one dy go back again.

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