then again, maybe i won’t

30Jun09

in the end, all you have are memories. and usually the ones you have with friends are the ones you treasure most. 

not that there’s really an “end,” and “usually” means there are indeed exceptions; like dancing in the dark, walking in a park, and some of those really loud sneezes.

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