Let's lay a blanket down on my front yard,
And look up at the constellations while drunk,
We'll hold hands to keep each other steady,
As the world spins madly around us in a blur.
Jan 30, 2014
Jan 30, 2014 at 7:58 PM UTC
Let's lay a blanket down on my front yard,
And look up at the constellations while drunk,
We'll hold hands to keep each other steady,
As the world spins madly around us in a blur.
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