the more i'm here in Baltimore, the more i miss home.
i was joy riding with rob last night on the way to lacrosse practice when we got on the topic on music that reminds us of the old days. i instantly thought of Yellowcard and how it reminds me of the beach when i met Nicole 8 years ago. i could smell the water, the wind flowing past my ears and the crisp, yellow sand beneath my feet. not to mention Aliceia is there.
even though its 321 miles, with everyday, the distance seems longer.
6:10 a.m. - 2012-08-23
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