Well ain’t it strange how well i knew you back when i was 17,
Loving was you was easy babe but i was just a child.
These days you ain’t nothing just an interstate daydream
It’s 10:00pm on a Friday night and i am curled up in bed with a mug of hot tea and Sadie is asleep on my chest. I could not be more content #itsthelittlethings
I have an idea! Welcome this immigrant caravan in on ONE condition: we pitch them a tent city outside the lavish homes of Kimmel, Baldwin, Handler, and Zuckerberg. You fund them, feed them and police them. Deal?