time to sit back and unwind.

Friday, Jun. 07, 2002 18:37

it's friday, I got a 40 ounce of Colt 45 in a bag next to me, a pocket full of payday cash, some sweet music for the soul playing in the room, and the night hasn't even started yet.

"two miles per hour, so everybody sees you."

it's a philly thing.

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dland exuant omnes your voice drifts away into lost binary alleyways it echoes photography

last five:
A Winter Letter - Wednesday, Nov. 28, 2007
almost but not quite - Wednesday, Mar. 22, 2006
rural times, blue skies. it feels so warm over my hair - Wednesday, Jun. 01, 2005
smiles and gone - Monday, Feb. 07, 2005
I caught my love in North Carolina - Monday, Nov. 29, 2004

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