Dynamic electromagnetic style sensors
Golden-tempered circles enjoyed only by the members
Heat sparkles, raining octaves upon the spinners
Moving and proving smooth shit, you grooving, you a winner
Aqua-walking, languid-talking, just stepped in the cleanest
Upper levels, precious metals drip your neck and fingers
Fifty zillion pops shirts, wave this and leaners
The hard sounding peoples, ain’t nothing can’t get between us
I feel like I’m too young for the real world, yet I feel like I’m running out of time and need to be settled down already.
i’ll always love you ‘cause we grew up together and you helped make me who i am. i just wanted you to know there will be a piece of you in me always, and i’m grateful for that. whatever someone you become, and wherever you are in the world, i’m sending you love. you’re my friend to the end.
— her (2013)