[let's get over each other so we can fall in love again]
this is a weekend that shall live forever in infamy. mallory, molly and i are taking the ice cream selling world by storm.
you win, mallory. you have stolen my heart...
///she said to me last night that she felt like a corrupt santa, jug of wine concealed casually in tiny knapsack///
driving in the car down dark country roads singing at the tops of our lungs for the sake of happiness. we went on a quest for crackers.
Saturday
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