i seriously don't. i laughed. i cried. i couldn't breathe. i seriously thought i was having a heart attack of somesort. but it's okay. we're going. i am leaving this fucking town.
"Paper bags and plastic hearts
All our belongings in shopping carts
IT'S GOODBYE
But we've got one more night
Let's get drunk and ride around
And make peace with an empty
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