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i kept anticipating blocked off entrances and handwritten out-of-order signs over gas station bathroom doors that are rusting at the corners because each time i got in my car that smells like sweaty dog and lavender i found a reason to turn around i convinced myself that the green lights were not meant for me only backroads and passenger seats the sun was not there when i kept going the sky was full of grey and i could feel the rain in my chest; i didn’t need it to be a perfect summer day i just needed to believe that i had enough light within me to make it through
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Aug 10, 2018
Aug 10, 2018 at 4:48 PM UTC
when i kept going
i kept anticipating blocked off entrances and handwritten out-of-order signs over gas station bathroom doors that are rusting at the corners because each time i got in my car that smells like sweaty dog and lavender i found a reason to turn around i convinced myself that the green lights were not meant for me only backroads and passenger seats the sun was not there when i kept going the sky was full of grey and i could feel the rain in my chest; i didn’t need it to be a perfect summer day i just needed to believe that i had enough light within me to make it through
madisen
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Aug 10, 2018
Aug 10, 2018 at 4:48 PM UTC
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