when you came in the air went out...

what a wicked game to play... to make me feel this way,
what a wicked thing to do to make me dream of you.
pat... full time legit.

legacy of brutality.

birthday bros.


i can smell your brains.

weapons of mass sequences...
plus 25 and probably one of the last nice days of summer and i spent the day watching true blood and sorting through photos in my basement apartment... yah i'm awesome. crystal light, a foot long pizza sub, season one of true blood and a very lazy cat kept me company.
friends. keep on keepin on.
till we meet again.
- ol' lonely vans.

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