Last night, I was at this concert, and there were a lot of hippies there, and I had this irresistable urge to take my shoes off and feel the grass between my toes... So I did. It felt great.
like tomatoes and a slip o' mayo ice cream and peanut butter me and some groovy lass and the ocean and the sunset and smoke and sand and grass and wine and candy and palms and curry and tunes and far away from disaster.
Cool that reminds me of the srastock concert I went and when I found a spot and some people to hang out with I took my flip flops off and when i went anywhere I did not put them back on. it was lots of fun Ann
I was laying in bed, depressed, and listening to Linkin Park nonstop when this thread was made Bad memories, that Linkin Park is
