feet dangling, sitting in the back of the car. headlights pass us by like strobes as death cab for cutie sank from the speakers. talking against the cold air. this moment will last forever. just the three of us. just talking.
fragments of crashing invincible inside a hero's syringe a love, a lover drowned out so we stretched over the over pass gliding down to grab a wish from pairs shooting star, shooting up-- a hero's syringe
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i am empty without you. so, this is my hello and i hope you get it.