shirtless we sang your song and I yelped in the misty night outside of the go-cart arena with the glare of arcade lights in the distance we celebrated the end of your celibate days
casual, honest, cryptic, existential crises…..
shirtless we sang your song and I yelped in the misty night outside of the go-cart arena with the glare of arcade lights in the distance we celebrated the end of your celibate days