You threw your secrets in my backseat, ‘cause I offered you a ride. You said you believed in people, and I believed in you. Your hair was wild, your back was arched, the wind chapped your face a cute drunken shade of pink, over and over I said, I can’t believe you’re real, but never ever aloud. We threw back bottles and blunts, we braved what we
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So envious.
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