song six: r.i.p 2 my youth -the neighborhood
it was two or three in the morning, and I was listening to the the final song on michael's playlist.
it had been almost a week since michael started this musical adventure.
r.i.p to my youth, and you can call this my funeral.
text to: record boy
this song is really catchy, but it's kinda sad. i don't know how to feel
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text to: record boy
are you going to keep me suffering with this one?
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text to: record boy
if i tremble -front porch step
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records
Fanfiction||book three of the obsession series || m.c you loved records, and i loved you.
