we joke about procrastination but nothing is worse than the nauseating feeling of having every intention of doing something but physically not being capable of doing it and then feeling like you want to throw up because the deadline is just getting closer and closer.
If these sheets were the states, and you were miles away,
I’d fold them end over end to bring you closer to me.
Because I don’t sleep at all without you pressed up against me.
I settle for long distance calls, I’m lost in empty pillow talk again.
Michael: And if we collaborate with anyone who would we choose?
Luke: All Time Low would be sick but that would never happen.
Luke + …yeah