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i was a fucking asshole of a big sister

im an even bigger asshole for putting this on the internet.

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If you see a faded sign by the side of the road that says 15 miles to the…

yes. we play that song. and yes, drunk tourists love it. we on the other hand  just love working together.    meet my new homies. meet PJ!  that’s sideshow bob behind PJ, don’t mind him. PJ is BADASS. just ask him. … Continue reading

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Come on to my house Come on and do something new

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a letter from tommy o. – Feb. 18th, 1997

i used to write my little brother letters all the time, send him care packages, stickers, stuff from NY, all in hopes that i would inspire him to get out of that small town we grew up in. (sidebar: he … Continue reading

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14 years ago

this is from my best friend Charlie, who made that inside bit out of a tablet he crafted in an early 90′s high school graphics class. this is proof that if you ever made me something, i’ve kept it.   … Continue reading

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