Shout out to La Luna.
How chill is the moon. Sitting in the constant shadow of big brother, homie gets like no respect sitting out there in the cut of gravitational orbit. I mean think about it. With personal responsibility for ocean tide, werewolves, astronauts, and the personal fav, moonlight walks on the beach{insert smiley face for the succeeding events}, he deserves just a bit of appreciation don't ya think? So, much love to the crusty faced, pre-teen, ever-changing, asteroid wannabe reject out there. I'm out like eclipse.....
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