Take Out the Papers and the Trash
The weathercave is in the midst of a trashcan cold war. It began with everyone waiting to see who would take it out first.
Now, the job may very well be impossible for a single person. But I’m looking on the bright side.
When it finally takes all four of us, the argument will have settled itself.
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“dusty rusty crusty musty ass california hills”
“frowning in plaid (haunted radios, bird bones + anthropomorphized wind)”
“warming my hands on bridges i’ve burnt”
“songs that make me see god”
“My Playlist #236”
“classy wine moment and intellectual conversation”
“90s heroin chic model off duty”
“tweet tweet bird emoji map emoji”
“not my circus, not my monkeys”
“a grave is probably cheaper than an apartment”
“ATE THESE BITCHES LEFT NO CRUMBS / DID IT IN DESIGNER PUMPS”
