Picture this:lights underneath the night skyfrom the airplane;they dim and light to the sound of guitar riffsthere’s men, so far awaywho knew it’d be youcurly dark haireyes that glare and don’t speakthe smile that lights up streets
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If you don’t love me now
Rat kids
Tonight, my favorite song is ‘Dont stop believing’ by Journey. In the guitar strings is our experience in this dark of the night. Rainy metro city concrete floors, concrete walls. Dark nights, cloudy days, spans of loneliness that lasts months on end. You’ve become an American boy, more than I’ve ever become an American girl.Continue reading “Rat kids”