several things:
1) nothing is automatic, i've got another 500 miles to go, let's hide postcards in the glove compartment
2) i don't think it's ever been in me, i do not know how to stay mad and sometimes need to
3) everything is in everyone and the more i write the more i hate it
4) i love your smile. i just love it.
5) here's to fires and chardonnay, and hoping for the best.
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