when ur mom says you need to get a job but u know ur not ready
I hate practicing because I sound like shit
I sound like shit because I hate practicing
tryna hide your hickies like
a magician asks you to pick a card - any card, in fact. you do. they ask you to put the card back in the pack - anywhere in the pack, in fact. you do. they walk away. ten years later, your wife gives birth to the six of clubs. “is this your card?” the midwife asks, in a familiar voice.
what the fuck
YOU ARE MY HERO OKAY MARRY ME RIGHT NOW