sensory overload tonight
riding my bike past a park. the smell of wet grass. drinking a hefeweizen. waking up cold. this will always be my favorite time of the year.
I Am In Like With My Bike
You put it between your legs.
Why wouldn't you kiss it?
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dans le Peloton:
hotg0ssip
brandi lee
theblueprint
seagull
