The original title of this was mostly because of my teenage love for Jack's Mannequin's first album. And in a way, I guess I'd like to think my life really is a story for someone out there. I suppose it gives some meaning to all of the nothing.
Wednesday, October 26, 2011
Every time something new stops working in my car, I feel like it just laughs at me a little. It's okay. I always thought that having windows that roll down in the front seat is overrated anyway.. not really.
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