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Dear Washington,
I miss you.
I want to curl up to your mountains, run my fingers through your pine trees, bury my nose deep in your coffee and inhale until I pass out. I want to climb your steepest hill and watch a vividly dramatic sunset with you. I hate how far away you are...
Much never-ending love,
the bongstocking
I miss you.
I want to curl up to your mountains, run my fingers through your pine trees, bury my nose deep in your coffee and inhale until I pass out. I want to climb your steepest hill and watch a vividly dramatic sunset with you. I hate how far away you are...
Much never-ending love,
the bongstocking
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Date: 2010-10-30 10:16 pm (UTC)Washington misses you too!
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Date: 2010-10-31 02:51 am (UTC)love ya!
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Date: 2011-05-08 07:11 am (UTC)