dance gavin dance is intense. its so humid outside that when i walked out with a piece of paper in my hand the paper wilted, but i wouldnt have my jungle weather any other way.
this week, this month, is stuck in that infuriating time between life and summer. you can be between these two things because they are two different things of two seperate worlds.
my world today smells like deoderant, pencils, windex, obedience, and discontent.
summer smells like oranges, hairspray, gasoline, and victory.
what does your day smell like?
bodies thrusting to the beat of our shame
- May 14, 2010
- iamfantastic
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