I like the whistle and the person who yells SO FUCK YOU! a little louder than everyone else.
It builds from a quiet moment between 2 people into something as giant as "the belief in love". Like this tiny moment was powerful enough to effortlessly convince someone that love exists against all odds.
I like the whistle and the person who yells SO FUCK YOU! a little louder than everyone else.
It builds from a quiet moment between 2 people into something as giant as "the belief in love". Like this tiny moment was powerful enough to effortlessly convince someone that love exists against all odds.
Despite it being written years before, I like to see it as a tribute to the way Londoners reacted to the terrorist bombings in 2005.
Despite it being written years before, I like to see it as a tribute to the way Londoners reacted to the terrorist bombings in 2005.