It's always James Dean time in Harley-land. It's 1950-something again. The War's over. The country is growing. The wind is blowing in our hair. No one can tell us what to do. We're free. We are powerful.
But it's all just marketing bullshit.
The reality we live in is miserable as a cranial hematoma.
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Date: 2009-03-30 03:06 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2009-03-30 03:36 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-03-30 06:03 am (UTC)It's always James Dean time in Harley-land. It's 1950-something again. The War's over. The country is growing. The wind is blowing in our hair. No one can tell us what to do. We're free. We are powerful.
But it's all just marketing bullshit.
The reality we live in is miserable as a cranial hematoma.
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Date: 2009-03-30 06:06 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-03-30 08:08 am (UTC)Sorry for harshing on what you were liking like that.
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Date: 2009-03-30 08:11 am (UTC)