The Breakfast Club, then and now.
Starting a blog was an alternative to my frustrated dream to write (songs, novels, magic, God knows…). I decided that it was time to actually begin to write down words, ideas, feelings, stories,…
I know we’re getting older, there ain’t no time to waste.
I shouldn’t be much longer but you shouldn’t have to wait.
I can’t lose you, can’t help it. I’m sorry I’m so selfish.
Oh, honey, it’s just too hard being young, don’t you think? It’s such an extraordinary production even to go out for dinner: everything has to go just right—we have to say the right things, hear the right music, be dressed in the right clothes—or the night will be a failure. Isn’t that right?…
And when you’re in her, I know I’m in your head.
I’m so encaptured, got me wrapped up in your touch
Feel so enamored, hold me tight within your clutch
How do you do it, you got me losing every breath
What did you give me to make my heart beat out my chest
'Latch' - Disclosure