Random ramblings from an amateur rock-n-roll historian and critic,self-professed bourbon aficionado, blackberry growin', jam makin', sometime tie-die shirt makin', ex hippie wannabe, turned punk rock lovein', blues festival going, middle aged pudgy bald white guy who loves to wear Hawaiian shirts in the summertime and happens to be more Stax than Motown, more Alman Brothers than Skynard, more Stones than Beatles, more NASCAR than Baseball, more freeware than license keys...
Friday, August 16, 2013
I'm tired...
I'm tired...I can't think when he is upset...I hate it that there is nothing I can do...it's the worst feeling in the world...particularly right now with what all he is going through... I love you...wish we were talking...
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