You’re going on hiatus until John & I can record. Hopefully in the studio and instead of just the dance room. With fingers crossed, hopefully I’ll be attending a performing arts school and the start of May.
Here goes nothing.
Once upon a time there was a girl named Christine Tran.
And a boy named Vic Fuentes.
He was in a band called Pierce The Veil.
He sang to her every night as she fell asleep,
and every morning as she was waking up.
They got married and lived in a castle till the end of time.
The end :)
I seem to prefer fiction, along with most people.
Dear new girlfriend,
Please stop being a cheap rip-off of me. The songs that were ours? The ones he’d sing me? My tumblr?? It’s very pathetic. Your poignant motives are unconvincing. It’s just unpleasant to look at.
Love, the ex-girlfriend.
I remember your scent every time I hear your name.