we always talked about growing old. not together, only necessary really so that i don't feel alone. 2019, college is coming. i can't keep making stupid music forever. i wanna go to med school; you do too, but i remember, "not the same one as you". you're looking at leaving. remember the road trip we talked about? it was deceiving. i started believing that we had some sort of future to look forward to.
and it's not like i was looking at neighboring houses in the suburbs with swimming pools and multiple bedrooms. i wasn't even looking at schools together, it's just that when december of 2029 rolls around i want someone to give me a reason why the reunion should make me want to leave town.
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let bartlet be bartlet / i promise... & playing with lighters
Poetry// tracklist // i can feel the good vibes leaving me now i was just testing the water and i found myself drowning in you they thought about putting me in remedial english until they found the letters i wrote for you an open letter to my girl i fill...
