One In A Hundred #2

We’re going so fast. Our hearts are beating to the rising rhythm of the bass and wind is pooling in our eyes and tugging our hair. The city lights are a golden blur above us. UV glowing white on our teeth, screaming the lyrics over the beat. You will never outdance us. White waffle caterpillars, we are seasonal fruit. Avocados and strawberries melting into scalding caffeine and hot rolled oats. Bad decisions but we’re hilarious. Sparkles sparkle, a taxi fare split in half. How could we not have known each other before this? Our two worlds spinning the same direction.


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