pure xtc’s "Drive" Feels Like Crying With the Windows Down—And That’s the Point

It’s 10 a.m. in my apartment, there’s three empty coffee mugs on the table, and I’m listening to Rae Isla’s new song “Years, Beers, Her Tears” for the fourth time in a row. I’m not okay, and that’s exactly the point.

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