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  • The day David Bowie died, and the world felt different.

    They are just our memories, and something else, just blending together, to make us think this way. We sat cross legged in front of your TV and watched that fairy tale movie. We were 5, or 6 or 7, or who cares, because we were friends and you proudly showed me that movie like the way we showed and show each other music we loved and love now. We were and are princesses. That's what we get.


    Put on your red shoes and dance the blues.

    I got high and put on old headphones. I smoked weed and listened to "Rock n' Roll Suicide" several times. And you, you are the reason my fucking world keeps spinning.
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