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I miss you. I miss the feeling of you next to me, your jokes, your smile. your smell. your shirts i would pretend to forget i was wearing so that i could bring them home and smell you. your lips, and the way they fit perfectly against mine. I miss you.

Posted By Olivia Hern On 08.19.2011 @ 12:59 pm

camp is where i go every summer to relax. it is where i’m silly and where i’m free. it is heat and the smell of the bar and it is craziness and hoping for a part and laughing and sweaty costumes and shows.

Posted By Olivia Hern On 05.04.2011 @ 4:36 pm

people who have a past with a place. washed up folks who try to hard to remember the old days, but they are too old to really remember what it was like, so instead they worship the memory. people who try too hard to forget what has past. people who have been bombarded with e mails telling them to donate, when all they want to do is move on.

Posted By Olivia Hern On 04.10.2011 @ 10:43 am