I may be hyping concerts up a bit, but to me, it’s a magical experience that everyone should try at least once.
Here’s the problem: concerts be expensive.
The ceiling fan whines as it spins, moving back and forth between two speeds. It’s doing its best to break the heat, but with the setting sun sliding in through the open window, it’s an optimistic attempt.
It’s been three years since you last spoke, but when she shows up at your door with wet lines staining her red cheeks, you call in sick to work and climb into her passenger seat.
could there be a time more glorious than daybreak?
While sports fans are simply seen as being passionate, fangirls are portrayed as overemotional, hysterical, and, ultimately, stupid little girls.
driftwood builds up on the embankment...
you saw the stardust in me stardust that exists in all of us but you gave name to mine.
Without an after, there is no before. There is no telling what has happened, and what will. There is no telling if something was better. There is no was.
I’m picking at my fingernails when they call my name onstage. They’re always pronouncing it wrong – stee-fuh-nee.
For someone who calls himself “Your Nan’s Favourite Artist”, Matt sure does draw a lot of dicks.