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Allow me a moment to gush I don’t have any girlfriends, you see No, not that way. The old way Like the friend you call from a pink princess phone To tell about your latest crush I don’t have a girlfriend who eats french fries dipped in caramel milkshake While I describe all the ways he’s amazing absolutely gorgeous, smart, kind There’s no vanity in him, he just wants to be in nature She’d offer me a cigarette (I decline, well, maybe just a drag) Are all men in Austria like this? I don’t know, but I’ll ask if he has any friends If I had a girlfriend, we’d drive around town in her car (faded smoke, Hawaiian Tropic, sun-scorched vinyl) No destination but mischief I’d be blushing Because she’d ask how far we’d gotten Well, there’s an ocean between us but Our souls touched
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Aug 22, 2024
Aug 22, 2024 at 10:59 AM UTC
18. Girlfriends
Allow me a moment to gush I don’t have any girlfriends, you see No, not that way. The old way Like the friend you call from a pink princess phone To tell about your latest crush I don’t have a girlfriend who eats french fries dipped in caramel milkshake While I describe all the ways he’s amazing absolutely gorgeous, smart, kind There’s no vanity in him, he just wants to be in nature She’d offer me a cigarette (I decline, well, maybe just a drag) Are all men in Austria like this? I don’t know, but I’ll ask if he has any friends If I had a girlfriend, we’d drive around town in her car (faded smoke, Hawaiian Tropic, sun-scorched vinyl) No destination but mischief I’d be blushing Because she’d ask how far we’d gotten Well, there’s an ocean between us but Our souls touched
Moving to a very small town is absolutely murderous for one's social life.
stlyla
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Aug 22, 2024
Aug 22, 2024 at 10:59 AM UTC
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