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Michael Waskom, as affable as ever. 's Interests
General
i'm very interested in,
my girlfriend, Kristen.
music
cycling
my puppy
sobriety
minimalism
meeting you
ecoterrorism
experiencing and enjoying the english language.
Santa Fe Community College
Gainesville,Florida
Graduated: 2006
Student status: Alumni
Degree: None
Major: literature
Clubs: carpooling with jon caswell, and being generally badass.
Who I'd like to meet: I'll marry my lover in a place to admire
I don't have to even ask her I can look in her eyes
And thank God that I am forgiven
I thank all my friends
To say I've been truer or they forgotten
Marry my mind is to say the least
Its been awful hard to just stand on my feet
I think I'll slow down if I am able
I won't drown in the ocean
For starving my place at the table
Lucky ones are we all til it is over
Everyone near and far
When you smile the sun it peaks through the clouds
Never die for always be around and around and around
How is your sister and what of your brother
Extend hellos to your father and mother
What in the world would cause you any sorrow
Like tea in your loaf
And see how I killed the wheel barrel I borrowed
Lucky ones are we all til it is over
Everyone near and far
When you smile the sun it peaks through the clouds
Never die for always be around and around and around
Michael Waskom, as affable as ever. 's Friend Space (Top 20)
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yo what up mike how is work without me? haha hope it is better well anyways just want to say what up and how as your gig? you never email me that address man well anyways talk with you later in cali
Sorry I didnt make it out last night, when I got off work I was tired and pissed off, in no mood to go out. I do look forward to seeing you play sometime though. See you at work!
Shannon and Kyle Biss are coming to my party! I hope you and your girl come too! It is 2 houses down from my parents huse so you should know how to get here.
You are the bounce in my step, the burst of blood in my chest, the prayer I've kept in my head. You are the knock of my knees, the swollen sound of each song I scribble down and tear up, because they never match up. You are the words I fumble for. In the morning, you are the daybreak, and I am glad. And at night you are the dream I fall asleep to have.