to kenny, greg, bobby, o.c., doug p., jay, doug f., michal, boyce, david, stan, brian, mark, marc, joe, michael, tod, rick, chris, patrick, trey, sean, s.d., nick, paul, those whose names i've unfortunately forgotten, and those who may be yet to come,
friends all, collective crushes (soft, hard, or excruciating), a love i knew and lost, loves i wished i could have known but didn't,
my lonely and breaking heart salutes you . . . .
ghost - the indigo girls
Friday, May 8, 2015
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