I’m at a fried chicken restaruant in New Beford, and everyone is drinking grape soda.
I. Can’t. Even.
We Are Not Who We Are
Tim. 22. Plymouth (soon to be Amherst), Massachusetts. Ramblings on life, unshaven men, sirens of song, pop culture nonsense, and the strange and macabre. And sometimes butts.
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