today
I don't want to leave. I've memorized everything in this view from the 17th floor. I never want to forget any part of it.
this city feels like home.
this city feels like a big 17° blanket over my shoulders.
this city is calling big girl.
my relationship with this city started with the draw towards a friend and quickly evolved into a love affair like none other.
even tho I'm leaving this city sick as hell, there's no place I would rather be.
this city feels like home.
this city feels like a big 17° blanket over my shoulders.
this city is calling big girl.
my relationship with this city started with the draw towards a friend and quickly evolved into a love affair like none other.
even tho I'm leaving this city sick as hell, there's no place I would rather be.
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