Shoes, bags and skater-bois / sitting down with a stand-up / running to the local Ryman for more heavy-duty face paint / a spectacular trip sans illegal substances / An arcade game if you will – only your prize is Versace, not some half-sad stuffed animal. / songwriting on the toilet / a rather covetable duck egg blue / I’ve seen otherworldly things happen in this establishment. / any level of taste had left the group chat / Get outside, put your feet in the grass. / lacing instrumental melodies with lyrics of personal nostalgia / It all felt like a post-apocalyptic rave. / the algorithm meddles once more / a double entendre of the “shitty butt tattoo I got because my mum is from Italy and it means ‘The Beautiful Life’”.