The night is still young
Screaming at the top of my lungs
Watching you sing the lyrics of our favorite song
Not a moment wasted
Take it in
It might be our last night out
HA don’t start to pout!
I’m leaving tomorrow
It doesn’t matter
Time is moving slow
So don’t feel so shattered
Everytime you miss me
Visit the old birch tree
The stars are always so bright
My Promise to you?
Strive to start a life
turn it up!
It’s my favorite part!
“Made it out alive, but I think I lost it—
Said that I was fine, I said it from the coffin!”
It was our last late night drive since we were 25
Jan 6, 2025
Jan 6, 2025 at 1:06 AM UTC
The night is still young
Screaming at the top of my lungs
Watching you sing the lyrics of our favorite song
Not a moment wasted
Take it in
It might be our last night out
HA don’t start to pout!
I’m leaving tomorrow
It doesn’t matter
Time is moving slow
So don’t feel so shattered
Everytime you miss me
Visit the old birch tree
The stars are always so bright
My Promise to you?
Strive to start a life
turn it up!
It’s my favorite part!
“Made it out alive, but I think I lost it—
Said that I was fine, I said it from the coffin!”
It was our last late night drive since we were 25
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