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WobbleHeadBob Dylan is a poet.
Impish sausage is definitely gonna blow up as a euphemism this year
sliding through leaves.
I walked to 7-11 from my apartment yesterday. It’s so close you can see it from my front door, hear cars music when they are parked there. I walked across a vacant lot and feeling and smelling their air I was immediately thinking of it being one of those days that we’re perfect skating with my friends. The air was the same temperature as my body. It wasn’t hot or windy. It was so nice. All weekend I’ve had that feeling. It was a nice break from our brutal summer. Love this time of year.
youre fucking FRIED if you think im gonna listen to dan corrigan talk about cariuma
East Coast Mid-Atlantic here, we probably have like weeks to a month until it just turns down right cold. Spring and Fall have been short lived the last few years