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2008 8 July :: 10.19 pm
:: Music: Every Mile A Memory: Dierks Bentley
She drew in his name like oxygen and imagined it breaking into a thousand tiny pieces, funneling into her red blood cells, beating through her heart.
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2008 20 June :: 12.16 am
:: Mood: smitten
Here’s to the nights when the sand is your seat, the waves kiss your feet, and your friends outnumber all the stars in the sky.
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