Except for the neon sign which didn't come into play till years later my make believe hideout looked a lot like this when I was still a kid. Breakups weren't exactly an issue since I didn't ponder about girls too much in those days but I'm pretty sure that loneliness in general is an all ages ordeal. Maybe it was just me and all the choices I've made but I must've been a boring kid due to the social retardness that seemed to be my shtick ever since I started to mingle. Seeing how I'm the world's most repetitive blogger today not much has changed. I just wanted to point out though that in spite of the heat it's been a real good summer if you're into deep blueish stuff that stretches out for miles and miles and way over your head. At this time of year 9pm bike rides definitely deliver after a humid day. I would also like to establish once more to all five of my followers and possible other readers that poppunk still has that special in my heart right next to my GF, my memories and Regi ca. 2002. God, it's so hot right now.Peace.
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