Still finding goldfish.

It’s me and you, sitting on top of my car, legs dangling through the sunroof. You’ll ask me if we’re going to dent the roof. I’ll say no. I’ll find out later I was wrong, but really, you can barely tell. We’re tossing goldfish crackers in the air and trying to catch them on our... Continue Reading →

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