there will be a feeling in your heart, and it will mislead you

Its funny flying west, against time, against the sun setting, but alas we beat it! The sun is finally setting and the whole plane is flying at 570 MPH into my intensely fuschia colored future.. kind  of wish you were too. 

Posted on Wednesday, June 15, 2011 at 07:15PM by Registered Commentertheheartisalonelyhunter | CommentsPost a Comment
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