Spending the weekend in Peachtree City.
Oh Holy God...I've done lost my mind.
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Look under your pillow, you just may find your mind there. My friend's mom did once in highschool. Of course, she suffered from some mental illnesses...but that is beside the point.
It's crazy there because airplanes constantly hover above the city in a holding pattern waiting to land. At night it looks like a tangled string of christmas lights in the sky. Also they travel by golf cart, not by car there. It's a different world.
Also, I think I've been to that guy's page. The name sounds familiar. Yeah, it did sound pervy.
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