esthero

remembered how listening to esthero makes one feel. breath from another spins on the stereo and words and melodies seep into the room as i read a book at night or do yoga in the sun. "and i wanna live in the passenger seat of a car/we could drive around all night/we wouldn't have to go too far/just look at the stars/baby we could be stars" she sings, and i usually feel it somewhere close to my stomach. "this ride is far too long to travel alone", isn't it?

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