Friday, March 16, 2012

12.25.11

Me and the girls are in a jail. We go to the bathroom to plan on escape. We tell some guy at a counter we aren't registered yet and he sends us to the front of the line, so we just walk right back out the front door. But to me it seemed like ages…I was so afraid. The escape some how else, and my boyfriend is there to help me. We steal a giant pink wan and start driving. Then we pull over to a cabin. We burn the can and it was an amazing blaze. I watch the flames, and I watch the blackening of the rusted, decaying van and I realize that we have just stranded our selves.

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