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In no particular order the snow begins to fall...
In swear it's a clover. Shutup.
Who are these hippies and what are they doing in my apartment?
The heartbreak just before leaving a loved one.
Hippie infested apartments.
Young and grungy, old and dusty. Things don't change.
Part of the beginning of not being so relaxed.
Get it? GET IT?!
Grace in form.
Endless voids, further than the eye can estimate.
Deprivation.
'Murica! Fuck yeah!
STOMP YO FACE FROM OUTA SPACE!
Engarde!
No heat leads to cuddlebugs. Even with heat, cuddlebugs run rampant.
Eye of the beholder.
Cry havoc and let slip the dogs of war!
This is my gat. There are many like it but this one is mine. Without my gat I am nothing, without me, my gat is nothing.
=D
~sigh~ Women...
Right in the goodies. Damnit Sam.
Moving right along.
VIKINGS?! I FUCKING LOVE RENN!
What the shit?
For shame...
To the winters cold we turn our faces to smell the fear of the oncoming masses. To arms!
Stomp.
Crazy fucker.
Spit take.
So sharp they even cut the eyes.
Thanks for looking in the trashcan dad. Jerk =p.
Poised, they raise their heads to their masters call. Or the crinkling of wrappers.
What the shit Arkansas?
They see me rollin...they hatin...
PULL!
Flop =p
Merry Flopmass.
Food?
Hella-Gay.
Holy crap! Roll up the windows! Ewww!
The epitome of silence. The embrace of my trip.
Food?
Stress Relief
Oh sweet merciful Jesus.
Spend your nights cruising.
Someday, once again, I'll be able to pull over and stare at the snow and know that it means change is coming. That everything will be softened, dampened, and our words will be allowed to stand out against the landscapes.
And that's just part of it. Also, partly responsible for the bitchin Mohawk above.
Snark.
Climb.
I saw God by the river...
The Imperial March...with bells.
The days we wake up early, and the snow is trickling down, smothering the ground with the softness of a down pillow. The crisp breath. The weight slipping from your shoulders as you realize that maybe the coming winter will hold warmth, alcohol, and friends and family to spend it with.
