Hands in the air, the wind at my feet, you've helped me bound higher than I ever imagined. I wanna jump up to the moon and knock it down just so I can hang it
[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.

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