viernes, 13 de mayo de 2011

I want to get away. I want to grab my best friend, jump in a car and drive away. Go to random Diners, park the car and sit on the hood looking at the stars. Break down and have two cute guys come to change our tire. Sing at the top of my lungs and dance around. Stay at crappy motels and eat crappy food until we reach the ocean. Dig my toes in the sand. Create memories and start a story.

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