The shortest day of the year is not the coldest. The worst of the cold trails, eventually getting dragged past as the days start to brighten up.
Friday Music - Parquet Courts
I have spent the week alone...with a group of women. I do know how to vacation...
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This reminds me so freaking much of 83 and 84... I remember when a muse tried to trick me. She pretended to hate something she was to see...
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