Blue.

What to where and back again

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Every month. Every night I’m a fool, hoping she’ll change her mind. But it’s a dirty thing, hope. And it seems that love isn’t that much better

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How can I miss a girl I never had....?

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"Don't you find it odd....that when you're a kid, everyone, all the world, encourages you to follow your dreams. But when you're older, somehow they act offended if you even try."

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I spent all my love on someone, who never loved me...I don’t think i have anything left

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Why do i do this

I’ll be candid in stating that, as I read, jealousy consumed me to the point of a saddened realization, of which you know far too well for me to elaborate. And after reading what you wrote, I’ll be honest in saying that, I’m glad I didn’t write with you as you had asked, for obvious reasons now. It’s like I hate reading it, but I can’t look away simply because it came from you. 

Jealousy would be a fool’s dilemma if it weren’t real, but it is. It’s like fear. I can’t be the fearless fool any longer, it’s starting to catch up with me now. Well, to be honest, I suppose I already knew which end was in sight. Anyway, good night…

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RIP Chloe.... You were my best friend for the better part of 15 years. We had some hilarious times together from Alabama to Chicago to Memphis to Atlanta to Montgomery. You were a trooper. My girl. Bye "toess...." #Chloe

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Clear your mind here

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‘Well, maybe it started that way. As a dream, but doesn’t everything. Those buildings. These lights. This whole city. Somebody had to dream about it first. And maybe that is what I did. I dreamed about coming here, but then I did it.’ #roalddahl #andmaybethatswhatidid #thankyou Leaned a lot from this #legend #100 #jamesandthegiantpeach #charlieandthechocolatefactory #mrfox Interesting read on Dahls shorts in the New Yorker, check it out...

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Blanco a bleux #chartering #malibu #beachhoping (at Countyline)

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the canyon

I wish I could pick her up right now and drive through the canyon with our windows down. I’d listen to her ponder long lost dreams and we’d talk music until the wee hours of a late night drive. We’d laugh again about how she’s such a coffee lover over the blandness of my drink choice, and we’d continue to chase lines down a lonesome road...only to realize it's not that lonesome at all. And then we’d roll to a stop as the music thickens with an indisputable crescendo of nostalgia. At that very moment, she and I would unite over the beauty of how the cross-wind feels as it glides through our windows; and, as I’d marvel at how each blustery breeze brushes through her hair in the slow-motion, hazy solo of a Friday morning…