Sunday, May 31, 2009

Infamous



I walk past Building 722 at least 2 times a day.

From this point on, when I look left I will not see the same building.

I'll remember how quickly I can go to fearless to fearful.

Then I'll remember how in a month I'll tell my friends at home and hear the words "badass," "street-cred," and "Holy crap!"

And they will know that only I have the most epic group of friends in the world.





Whiskey. India. Lima. Delta. Whiskey. Oscar. Mike. Bravo. Alpha. Tango.

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