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this picture is on ghost rider at knotts berry farm. in the back on the right is heide, and an old girlfriend of mine is on the right. i am on the left front, and Angel is on the right. i remember holding the camera out in front of us as we were about to drop down one of the drops. i remember the laughing and trying to hold onto the camera and get pictures os everyone. thats me, always busy taking the damn pictures instead of enjoying the moment.
this picture is also at knotts. apparently that statue is a slut. i'm actually wearing that very hoodie as i'm writing this.
this picture may be from the time a friend of mine was taking a photo class and needed to get some pictures. so we dressed up and walked around the park looking like human pickles.
this picture is my cousin in front of an old girlfriend of mine's house. he had asked me to take his pictureso he could give it to a girlfriend of his. he asked me to do this a few times during this particular stay.
this picture is also part of the park photo shoot. i have no idea whats going on in it. my memory fails me. i only remember bits and pieces of that day.
the last picture is Angel in mexico where my dad is from, in his lap is a goat.i talk about the same thing all the time.
i can't get it out of my head.
i was thousands of miles away when you needed me.
when i was able to, i didnt reply to your letters.
i could never save you and i understand that. but i miss you.
this is my way of saving you. making sure you live forever.
