Ode to Chica part 2.
Ode to Chica cont.
Whenever I was depressed in college Chica would show up at my front door and she would invite me to go on walks. As if because she had not seen me for a day she knew something was wrong.
I used to dream of traveling the U.S. with Chica in my truck. Her and I used to go hiking all around Columbia, MO and we would often find secret swimming holes.
Whenever I was depressed in college Chica would show up at my front door and she would invite me to go on walks. As if because she had not seen me for a day she knew something was wrong.
I used to dream of traveling the U.S. with Chica in my truck. Her and I used to go hiking all around Columbia, MO and we would often find secret swimming holes.
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