Fall
firstfrostfirstfogfirstfeeeling
fuuuuuucccck
pile in, we'll drive around
heats up
3am?
yes, i'm sure i can hear you.
now, stop tapping on the window
cold.
shit man, it's cold.
let's go home... nice out, but cold.
too.
my body's a war ravaged country, liberate me.
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