I imagine what it would be like if I picked up and moved away. I think about places like Kentucky, places like Georgia...just warm southern places, where there are lots of big old trees and big loud bugs, and my hollywood-encouraged probably totally imagined haze of slow old fashioned time, the air heavy with the scent of sweet tea and grass. I imagine laying awake at night, listening to the epic thunderstorms, sitting on the porch at night watching the fireflies, living a quiet life, where no one could find me. I could just start all over again.-taken from leisel.diaryland.com
Now Listening : Duncan Sheik
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