Monday, October 25, 2010
i think its chip-- its like ive moved back to charleston but my whole life's been mixed up there. everyone is from everywhere. we are trying to find booze-- wine? i end up hanging out with max- and only max? i remember thinking of course it would be always max i can depend on always. then its chip i think, maybe i own a mansion. its chip but its not supposed to be chip. i can't remember his name.
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