last night I went to bed at 5am (why have I stopped sleeping?) and remembered a song, then my breathing got heavy when I said those words in my head.fuck.i'm not seventeen anymore.
photos Mark Cohen.
I'm in love with you little sister,we ride home in the night While under our feet the rain paints the street with the stars Passing cars with light trails behind them We could follow them on Giving this town is wearing me down Lets take off,no one would know that we've gone
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