edding rice, dashing across our faces as we rash to indecision. I love being everywhere with you, and yet we haven't moved.
posted by mitchy @ 13:20
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[expletive deleted] for oatmeal
These are the chronicles of "Mitchy" Wilson. This is a place where I store stuff, like thoughts and ideas, though the frequency here has greatly dwindled. I have a awesome job and amazing friends, and yet something is always missing. I am still a virgin.
2.21.2012
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- Hello, Darkness, My Old Friend...
- Not to disregard my post from last night, but that...
- Crossfire
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- neat if I could.
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- Constant thought
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