[ i miss us ]
[ the playground we went to
near your house, when it got
dark out ]
[ messing around at lunch ]
[ the smell of your house ]
[ sitting on the storage container
in the field ]
[ imagining what life would be like
if (when) we finally got away ]
[ i don't like this new space ]
[ but i guess it was meant to be ]
Oct 22, 2025
Oct 22, 2025 at 9:50 AM UTC
[ i miss us ]
[ the playground we went to
near your house, when it got
dark out ]
[ messing around at lunch ]
[ the smell of your house ]
[ sitting on the storage container
in the field ]
[ imagining what life would be like
if (when) we finally got away ]
[ i don't like this new space ]
[ but i guess it was meant to be ]
idk anymore ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
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