Can we just talk for a minute about how much I'm loving The Avett Brothers lately? And this sweet, sweet song (Part 2 is the tits...that's right, I said it)
It kind of makes me want to wear a shirt of the flannel persuasion, prance around in some skinny jeans, learn how to play a keyboard and grow some sick facial hair...wait, what?
The sometimes cohesive ramblings of me as I live on my own in St. Pete, Florida! I used to live in a retirement area with my parents, but now I'm all grown up and shit.
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