Dude had birkenstocks, dickies, a crisp white tee, a random trucker hat, and a pornstache to put it all together.
Gentrifier fit 101
Oh and he had Santal 33 on (i could smell it, he was sitting next to me)
The way I want to elope, tell no one, not even family. Announce a wedding a year later, and then announce that we're already married and have been for a year during the reception is my dream scenario.
I also want to do the same thing with a pregnancy (just keep it secret until the kid comes) but that'll be a bit harder :/
I feel like all music nerds join their college radio station because their friends no longer want to hear them rave about some underground artist who hasn't made music since 2011...
I'm one of those music nerds.
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- davyn
