Like a knot in your favorite pair of headphones I’m a mess Just trying to get him out of my system It’s like you meet someone You plan forevers and kids and then it ends Sometimes forever is tomorrow It’s like after him you’re dating placeholders because you’re holding on to hope That after years…
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Confessions of an Ex-Millennial Mayor
I imagine 18-year-old me, 28-year-old me, and the me today sitting at a bar. They’d all get along kee-keeing with one another. They’d converse about talking the crying customer out of the plane bathroom before take off, or telling the one man, “I’m as hot and chocolate as he was going to get,” because we…