[Made up of lyrics to songs I loved when I was 15 years old]
Stay fucking beautiful. Stay standing on your soapbox.
Be that winter of '95. Be 7:30 Friday evening. Be between one June and September. Be all I remember.
Stay plugged in and ready to fall. Stay dreaming of waking up.
Be pictures, apologies. Be the butcher's knife. Be starry configurations.
Stay definitely shaking.
Be a right turn gone wrong. Be just tired enough. Be never quite the same.
Drown yourself in bread and coffee.
Drive straight off the edge.
Be a beautiful sky tonight.
Be ten feet tall.