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Jarod was talking about how it hit him two months later, how the air suddenly left his body and he woke up at 1:30 am with the burning desire to drive to Texas, so he did. Although, he didn't tell us any of this in the week that his chest was splitting open while he laughed at our jokes and sipped on in-house americanos that didn't soothe any breakage
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Apr 16, 2017
Apr 16, 2017 at 10:05 PM UTC
On A Whim
Jarod was talking about how it hit him two months later, how the air suddenly left his body and he woke up at 1:30 am with the burning desire to drive to Texas, so he did. Although, he didn't tell us any of this in the week that his chest was splitting open while he laughed at our jokes and sipped on in-house americanos that didn't soothe any breakage
written March of last year. (c) Brooke Otto 2017
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Apr 16, 2017
Apr 16, 2017 at 10:05 PM UTC
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