why today was good and why it can only get better:

talked to keil til my eyes couldnt stay awake anymore.

the outcome: something resembling a trashy teenage romance: the perfect ratio of innocence, sleaze and tears.

maybe nobody will ever understand but at least we have eachother

cause we're young and insane and we're running away for the night.

happy birthday keil, i miss you exactly one ton.

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