The Worst Place
Fully armed with condoms and beer, I slipped into Micheal's car.
Nothing felt the way it was supposed to.
No magic of any kind perfumed the air.
There was just three of us in a car.
Mitch to hold my hand. Me to make a wrong decision.
And Micheal to turn away and pretend like it wasn't happening.
Nothing felt the way it was supposed to.
No magic of any kind perfumed the air.
There was just three of us in a car.
Mitch to hold my hand. Me to make a wrong decision.
And Micheal to turn away and pretend like it wasn't happening.