"To Be Alone With You"
coketalk is, in my opinion, the only advice column the Internet needs.
I feel the mini red solo cup shot glasses I got are especially appropriate for this post.
I’ve been listening to this song, on repeat, pretty much this entire week. I am so grateful to know such a talented group of artists, and call them my friends.
The song itself is my anthem for the new city I live in. It is also a remedy in curing the homesickness I feel whenever I think of Los Angeles.
I’m so scared of the city. Everyone is just thundering past me everywhere I walk. I go to work and dodge them as they charge, wanting so desperately to join them too, but fearing I’m not yet fast or strong enough so I duck to the side. My heart races in fear, of getting trampled and crushed into small black speckles, ashes maybe, scattered amongst the subway airstream. Perhaps the city blows an air of oxygen and bits of all the broken migrants who didn’t make it. It would be a tragedy to join them too.