Tuesday, August 16, 2011

Love is a Drug

This song makes me think of laying on my back in the grass with my eyes half closed to the afternoon sun on a warm August day. This in turn makes me think of the little park on the corner of Kimberly and Charlotte Street in Asheville, NC. 

Even though this memory is tainted with you and your stupid hair, it still makes me smile to think of it. 

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