Because the greatest part of a road trip isn’t arriving at your destination. It’s all the wild stuff that happens along the way.
maybe the idea of having another girl
is beautiful in your wondering mind
and leaving me behind seems
easy at the moment
but do you think
that you will be able to go
a whole car ride with her
without comparing the way that
she sits in the passenger side
hands in her lap with a faint smile on her face
to the way that
I sat in the middle next to you
switching the radio stations
until you got so aggravated
you could not help but yell at me?
do you honestly believe that
your ears won’t ring
due to the silence from the
absence of my voice screaming out
every song I know that comes on?
because if you do
by all means,
but if you don’t, baby
maybe it’s best that you stay.
my parents and i go way back
I want a cactus in a cute little pot and I’ll name it after you because you’re a fucking prick.