how do i tread so lightly in combat boots?
you make so much noise in your sneakers.
jacka**, you're gonna get us caught.
love you, though.
so criminal and divine.
i create the feeling you're looking for and can't define.
we haven't gotten high in months.
gas station clerks are wary of strange teens at 2 AM.
i couldn't eat even if i wanted to.
you're on your knees in the shower.
why do you like looking up at me?
you wrote on me in sharpie last week and it's still there.
you're a punk that's too apathetic to start a revolution.
what are we?