
Like I said, there's nothing like a good quiet drive with great tunes.
4AM monotony..
I'm not going to lie. I do fucking miss you..
I hate it.
But I'll get over it.
A dispassionate white sun shone at the summit of the sky. I wanted to hone myself on it till I grew saintly and thin and essential as the blade of a knife.
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