Listening to: .thoughts.
this car reeks of stale memories
and I dont think its taking us
anywhere destined tonight
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We were driving in the mist
I was scared and hungover
he was falling asleep and thinking
it was a strange night
Things just seem to be melting
feelings and memories and laughs and smiles
everythign is melting.
especially my sanity.
fuck.
I need to get high.
ta ta you son of a bitches
And can you see my entries? cause i cant?
is good.
me. you. some other people too.
it could be a plan.
ciao
-dotttt........