I don’t fucking know.
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This is a song my ex-boyfriend wrote when decided to break up, and everything, and everyone (for the moment that included only the two of us), was very uncertain. I love the song. He later made a whole album with his friend Skyler a.k.a. Brilliant, My Boy. They had a show last night and I danced to the tunes of our breakup a year ago. It was a special feeling. I’m not a singer, so I guess that was the closest I will ever get to feeling of singing your own song. Check them out, they call themselves SiR.
Maybe we’ll go. But it’s a commitment, unlike New York City; this city is for anyone and for no-one. You can leave and come back unnoticed here, the bodega’s open 24h and time doesn’t apply to us. But maybe I can disappear in the Australian desert for a little, fall asleep with the sundown.