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Edited by CoolUsername321:
1/25/2020 2:34:48 AM
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I’m riding in the car
I roll down the window to feel the cold breeze. I smell the grass and trees as I pass
It’s quite... these are the times I think about my situation take it all in and process it
Sometimes I feel surrounded and like I’m hounded no above or under or around it
But then I ride in the car and let it all roll off
Far away from the city
I pass places that bring s feeling of.... nostalgia
The air is cold creepy cold. The cold dead silence begins to be unbearable. Is something behind me?
I roll up the window. And keep riding[spoiler]twirls stache [/spoiler]
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4 RepliesI love driving, especially at night.
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something something day job something something idk
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Edited by BusyBadger: 1/25/2020 6:58:46 PM[quote]I roll down the window to feel the cold breeze. I smell the grass and trees as I pass It’s quite... these are the times I think about my situation take it all in and process it Sometimes I feel surrounded and like I’m hounded no above or under or around it But then I ride in the car and let it all roll off Far away from the city I pass places that bring s feeling of.... nostalgia The air is cold creepy cold. The cold dead silence begins to be unbearable. Is something behind me? I roll up the window. And keep riding[/quote] Based on this passage, I predict no Priuses (Priusi?) in your future. I've never met a single owner that either enjoyed driving or was a car person, at heart. Hope you enjoy one of my fave mind clearing, chill out tracks. 🤙
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Yes [spoiler]baited[/spoiler]
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