I just want someone to listen to my indie-chorus-guitar-playlist with, both of us sharing my non-wireless airpods on an almost empty phone, on a train carriage that’s stained red from the sun going down into the sea, on the beach where we slightly burned our skin from lying in the sun too long and where we got sand in our clothes and bags and hair so nothing we wear the next few days will feel comfortable.
Sux 2 b single amirite ahaa













