Write something about yourself.
...my ass.
Geo's GBF, viceVersa.
Casio Camera, the culprit ;]
It would turn dark blue - it's clearer. By eleven, I'd be jogged by a thought, and at one I would have still been on a road trip. I'd stick my arm out and sometimes, just feel the air. Cool.
And other times I'd see it turn red. Irritated. Burnt. By four, I would fall. Out there it would start to reveal last night's silhouettes. But by a timestamp, I'd know myself a little more.
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