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Enveloped in a world of adventure, left to relinquish control and trust our own glorious instinct, leaving our monotonous lives behind to discover a literal path, a path in which we can let our minds explore.
On a fine summer evening young Matthew McGee Rode his new vintage vespa to a friend’s brewery That had just opened up in a warehouse abandoned
My soul Is like a polaroid: Something beautiful waiting to happen, But turned dark When exposed to the world
Flannel shirts, sweaters, well kept. those are the words people used to describe me today I'm not always so elequent A messy bun and a haze of cigarette smoke are my ideal state