Learning | 10.27.12
If we were free, getting lost would be easy and singing along with the minor keyed “Whoa, whoa, whoa” would feel so trivial under the fading credits of a speech meant to make us feel small.
Don’t lie about the fallback and don’t lie to your friends. Not the ones that have held your heart while bleeding felt more natural than breathing.
Taste bourbon for breakfast, even if the furnace isn’t broken. Because the hangovers won’t last as long as the hands holding your hair back-
Mother always sat me down and said, “Be good at something”, so I chose this arm length bar tab and getting lost with my friends.
They are all heroes and I’ve done nothing. They are all heroes and I’ve done nothing, but sing off key.
Whoa.
Whoa.
Whoa.
