records

six

song one: therapy -all time low

i sat on my window ledge of my apartment.

give me therapy, i'm a walking travesty.

they say when people show each other music, they're trying to say something.

so what were you trying to tell me, michael?

text to: record boy
all time low is pulling on my heart strings, i will need therapy after this mikey.

text from: record boy
i told you, explain your feelings right now.

text to: record boy
it makes me feel invisible, like i can't be helped.

text from: record boy
exactly, you're learning fast, young grasshopper.

the song ended, and you stopped talking to me soon after.