Dear Matt,
Well, your finally 18 (or close to 18, depending on when you read this letter). What are you gonna do? And no. I don't mean what are you gonna do with the money you got. What are...
You are my calm in the world of chaos
You are my peace in the midst of strife
You are my shore to a shipwrecked soul
You are my bridge to a lifelong goal
You are my finish of an olympic run...
What will I do now with all this time?
dear future me,
happy eighteenth.
***** before you read this, play "abandon window" by jon hopkins.
(also props to damon dominique for inspiring me to do this.)
i'm writing this on...
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PLF WHVW FRGH WHVW.. D



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