Bro’s prom night. All grown up.
My brother’s prom is tonight. I remember when he was born and our Mom brought him home. Damn, I feel old.
Them hearts are still and I am never calm.
Solange. Kendrick. Fresh.
Don’t cry because it’s over. Cry because you’re ugly.
Fresh. Pure. Salty. Reviving.
Diamonds in the back, babies on crack.
