via baked not fried.
Where the hell was I? It's been a week.My mind is a mess,I'm losing track of time,I'm working constantly.. Then when I get home I'm hungry but I have absolutely no interest in cooking dinner.
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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I know how you feel.
sparkleweed: yeaah,way too familiar feeling.shit.is this coded into human dna?
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