5*30*02 this is what i am told
summer= 1. bumpy rides in stick shift cars. 2. sand being in places it's not supposed to. 3. hip hop 4. breathing it all in, letting it become you. 5. coming home when i should be in bed. 6. vegetation 7. boys (my distaste for girls is usually reaffirmed during this period). it's a still night where everything is a picture. can you live, locked in supple lips?
regress /progress
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