In precisely 12 hours I will be travelling at a high, and most likely dangerous, rate of speed. White trash speed. Cop chase speed. I'm braving the world outside of Portland for the weekend, if indeed it exists.
I'll paint giant patterns around the sun.
I'll paint giant patterns around the sun.
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I might be moving into a house in June. It has a basement, we can be as loud as we want.