So we bottled and shelved all our regrets,
Let them ferment and came back to our senses,
Drove back home and slept a few days,
Woke up and laughed at how stupid we used to be.
I don't want August to ever come. I never want to have to say good-bye. I don't want to have to find new friends or sit at home alone. I don't want to ever have to ride in any
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