little black heels,
little blue dress,
glittered eyes
lined thick.
how simple is the teenage dream?
simple as it is to be there,
to not be alone,
to raise hell
and smile.
we tore our dresses
and watched as silver smoke
curled into nothing.
I felt like a girl.
\"I love you guys!\"
me too.
\"we\'re fucking crazy!\"
maybe.
\"no, we\'re forever young!\"
I hope you\'re right.
\"you guys have to promise me something.\"
\"anything.\"