The Confidence of a Thousand Suns

Portland OR

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you and your friend carried an energy i believed was long lost to the common man*. a vibrant one with curly hair and a green eyed buddy who had my attention at every word. a lemon poptart may be the most undesirable object i could imagine, but i would sick the new toaster on it for you two, no questions asked. being able to string more than 8 words together is surely the sign of an evolved dude*. you two were about your wits and I’m suspended in awe.