You waited for Saturday / You waited for my birthday / And most of us would probably / Expect even less than that / And I'm glad / You're not like us / And by us / I mean everyone in the world who isn't you
So much going on right now. Parties. Birthdays. Cocktails. Endings and new beginnings. Reorganization. All the hopes for the year balled up into one month. I want to spend my time in the glow of cocktail lounges and starry nights. Cities lit up. Cozy cabins enveloped by darkness.
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| two from torpore, aithom2, Raoul Pop, margolove |
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