It was always hot as hell in that tin roof trailer so we’d set off in your little rusted Honda that had all our love and drive over the state line for cheap gas and dollar ice cream. It was nothing, but it felt like everything.
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Among other things, J 
It is everything! That’s a truly adorable moment that deserves celebrating. So simple yet so special. I love these scrap book pieces there written with so much love and nostalgic bliss ❤
You should try writing one sometime. It’s very warming to look back on good memories :)
…🤔 Nope can’t think of any. I’ll leave the heart warming to you I’ll stick to bittersweet romance and madness 😄
Maybe you’ll soon make new memories that can be something heart warming that you can pull out later
Maybe maybe, im very much open to that idea!
I still miss that old car…
Me too…in all her rusted glory
Glory is glory, whether by shine or by rust
I see what you’re trying to say there. It barely works
Oh memories so sweet 🐼
simple.. these memories make the best writings. ;)
I love looking back :) it warms me all over again