LUCY IN THE SKY WITH WI-FI

i went to the beach in the dark, i climbed on some rocks in the dark, i walked on a golf course in the dark, i held your hand, all very quietly & stars 
i like in relationships when you can see the ugliest sides of each other but you still stay
i like in relational aesthetics when we take off our shoes and walk around the town soaked in laughter and water and then we swim in all of the steam until it’s night
i like when money makes a difference but don’t make you different
i still like quoting drake sometimes in a whispering tone
but this is the icing on the coffin, i explain, this is the nail in the cake, 
it’s really nothing,
this is the quietness of waking up in a forest together somewhere every morning
this is the memoir that everybody has been writing together for far too many months,
[the second act in which a group of friends leave new york city to open a denny’s franchise in the north north north north east
only by now they are not really friends, they are all just running together for something else to do
and it’s not really a denny’s, it’s a dunkin donuts with a drive-thru window]
we are always talking about true glamor
i went to the beach in the dark, i climbed on some rocks in the dark, i walked on a golf course in the dark, i held your hand, all very quietly & stars 
i put myself in places and then i fell out of them
trying to see the difference between a sunrise and somewhere else

i went to the beach in the dark, i climbed on some rocks in the dark, i walked on a golf course in the dark, i held your hand, all very quietly & stars 

i like in relationships when you can see the ugliest sides of each other but you still stay

i like in relational aesthetics when we take off our shoes and walk around the town soaked in laughter and water and then we swim in all of the steam until it’s night

i like when money makes a difference but don’t make you different

i still like quoting drake sometimes in a whispering tone

but this is the icing on the coffin, i explain, this is the nail in the cake, 

it’s really nothing,

this is the quietness of waking up in a forest together somewhere every morning

this is the memoir that everybody has been writing together for far too many months,

[the second act in which a group of friends leave new york city to open a denny’s franchise in the north north north north east

only by now they are not really friends, they are all just running together for something else to do

and it’s not really a denny’s, it’s a dunkin donuts with a drive-thru window]

we are always talking about true glamor

i went to the beach in the dark, i climbed on some rocks in the dark, i walked on a golf course in the dark, i held your hand, all very quietly & stars 

i put myself in places and then i fell out of them

trying to see the difference between a sunrise and somewhere else

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