all these concerts happening and i am a poor broke ass fan please let a million dollars fall from the sky, a song by fall out boy
It’s cold out on the docks tonight, but I can’t seem to notice anyone else shivering. It might just be that my red hands and grasping the freezing metal gaps of the gate turned blue within the ocean’s reflection.
But cold is white I think, not blue like lovely water or angry red fire.
You must create, or you will become a menace to society! How can you let your pretty eyes disappear behind beeber black bifocals, and your heart fall pray to an abandoned church twenty miles away?
You cannot soothe your soul with miscarriages and showy red parkas, you…