After a night like last night, my whole body voted for something slow, so I'm at Frost Science walking through how Pixar builds its characters — this is exactly my kind of recovery. Tell me which one we'd start with.
After a night like last night, my whole body voted for something slow, so I'm at Frost Science walking through how Pixar builds its characters — this is exactly my kind of recovery. Tell me which one we'd start with.
The witch made it through the daylight and now she's headed to Club Space, where the music runs straight through to sunrise. Halloween only comes once, so I'm wearing it until the last song. Tell me you'd make it to morning with me.
Halloween morning and I'm headed to Bayfront Park to watch grown adults fling themselves into the water in homemade flying machines. The witch came out before the coffee did. Tell me you'd be waiting at the seawall for me.
Miami's biggest Halloween bash is calling and sleep already gave up, so the costume pile took over the bathroom. The wings are winning so far but I'm still deciding. Tell me what you'd want to see walk through those doors.
Started building the Millennium Falcon and somewhere around piece 200 I lost all interest in clothes. Tell me what I should finish first.
Beach first, Bad Gyal at the Fillmore later — this cover-up is more suggestion than clothing and the ocean breeze is taking full advantage. Tell me you'd still walk me down Ocean Drive looking like this.
Halloweek has me in horns and red lace, and Wynwood is about to find out what I picked. I feel dangerous in this and I'm not apologizing for it. Tell me I pulled the costume off, wouldn't you?
Sleep gave up on me hours before Steve Lacy tomorrow, so the pool won the argument. The water's doing most of the talking right now. Come float with me, wouldn't you?
Teddy Swims is up in Sunrise tonight and I've been camped at this café since the coffee was hot, deciding how loud I'm allowed to sing along. This sundress has been catching eyes all afternoon — yours could be next. Tell me you'd be in that crowd with me.
Chayanne isn't until Saturday, so tonight there's no dress to fight with and nobody to behave for. Just me, the lamp, and you still being awake somehow. Come closer.