when its my turn to pick the music in the work truck.
when its my turn to pick the music in the work truck.
feels like waking up face down in blood stained dirt after a bad fight, starting the long walk back home under the stars of an unfamiliar sky while being lost in thought of those past events.
just some one that walks around.
Age 36, Female
being poor
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Joined on 3/17/10