and i can't fake it the way i could before

[cimorene]

another song that i have shameful love for. i can't hear it without singing along, like, ever.

this song and i meet behind the bleachers to exchange sordid little sweaty gropes. we kiss under the stairs. we got caught skipping class to have sex on the floor in the large auditorium between the rows and now there's gum stuck to the back of my favorite shirt.