Picture yourself in a boat on a river,
With tangerine trees and marmalade skies
Somebody calls you, you answer quite slowly,
A girl with kaleidoscope eyes.
When I was little I used to sit on a log at the end of my driveway and tell myself stories until my dad came home from work. I'm attempting to get to that point again.
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That's interesting because I feel like this: http://www.toplessrobot.com/74e54aa66a4b3c4d.jpg
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