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Burned into my memory:
Coming out of a Grateful Dead concert in Illinois with my friend and girlfriend (HG). Someone had set up massive speakers outside of their vehicle and was blasting this song as we walked by hearing it from the very beginning. Even without the acid I'm sure it would have been a mind blower...
Coming out of a Grateful Dead concert in Illinois with my friend and girlfriend (HG). Someone had set up massive speakers outside of their vehicle and was blasting this song as we walked by hearing it from the very beginning. Even without the acid I'm sure it would have been a mind blower...
Ella Spell
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Ella Spell
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Ella Spell
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So I turned myself to face me
But I've never caught a glimpse
How the others must see the faker
I'm much too fast to take that test .
Yonder, onward, way beyonder navy housing
The USS Townsend haunting me
Do it to it sue me to the nth degree
My history is me
C'mon bail then wail along with me
Check out the lightyears here in between
Hey I'm reaching out
Hear me spieling about
What the eighties mean to me
Listening, whistling, missing that other dude
Thinking him refused the right to choose
Still the clock was running
So I kept running and did the job
Others counting on my clues
C'mon bail then wail along with me
Check out the lightyears here in between
Hey I'm reaching out
Hear me spieling about
What the eighties mean to me
The difference, yes the difference kept this riddle rocking
You at the door knocking for me
I could not refuse him
Foisting right in
Proving to me, the answer see here is we
Now I'm stronger for it, ain't no more to it
The USS Townsend haunting me
Do it to it sue me to the nth degree
My history is me
C'mon bail then wail along with me
Check out the lightyears here in between
Hey I'm reaching out
Hear me spieling about
What the eighties mean to me
Listening, whistling, missing that other dude
Thinking him refused the right to choose
Still the clock was running
So I kept running and did the job
Others counting on my clues
C'mon bail then wail along with me
Check out the lightyears here in between
Hey I'm reaching out
Hear me spieling about
What the eighties mean to me
The difference, yes the difference kept this riddle rocking
You at the door knocking for me
I could not refuse him
Foisting right in
Proving to me, the answer see here is we
Now I'm stronger for it, ain't no more to it
Ella Spell
Well-Known Member
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Has anyone here besides me ever been ghosted by a friend before? I just want to know that i'm not alone in this, if others can relate to me.
- Started by Steelbookcollector217
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