she has love lost for a series of boys whose names start with Jay.
with an affinity for a girl who starves herself plain.
it tears at the core of me that i'm not where i want to be
i say that i need the snow and the seasons
but they've only really been a hole in my heart.
and an excuse to sacrifice my art.
lime trees and a slight breeze, skate parks and the open sea.
it's like this town has been specially built to let me breathe.
breathe in smoke breathe in salt breathe in life.
it starts tonight.
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