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sugar pie.

i feel like sitting around. talking about all the things that i want to happen.
talking about all the things that could happen. talking about winning the lotery, and the cars and the houses, and the shit we could buy.
all because we can. not out of need.

i used to want to run away with you. live under an overpass. counting our coins and cherishing the things that we could carry. because we couldn't handle any thing else.

no lottery. and no overpass. my oxygen lives on the other side of the world.

6:08 p.m. - 2007-10-12

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