<3 4evr

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what does it all mean? or some shit.

My Chevy got stolen in San Francisco on a January night some years ago. The thief broke a window and smashed his way into the steering column with a tire iron to get to the ignition wires. Eventually the cops recovered the car and returned it to me. But no repair shop could ever completely fix the transmission, and though the car sort of worked for another 18 months, I was never able to shift it into reverse again. Driving a vehicle that only moved forward presented problems that required creative solutions. It was an apt metaphor for my life at the time, when I found it impossible to go backward in any way. I suspect it will also be one of your operative metaphors in the coming months, Aquarius.

productivity shmoductivity

madness

HAHAHA I HAVE A BLOG NOW U GUYZ! this is gonna ROCK1111111! u can follow my every move.. when i want u 2~!~

& now something to brighten your day.


i wanna know
: where my roots at?