But there is really nothing, nothing we can do.
Love must be forgotten. Life can always start up anew.
The models will have children, we'll get a divorce,
We'll find some more models, Everything must run its course.
We'll choke on our vomit and that will be the end.
We were fated to pretend.
Whew.
This hymn
They're returning this year
Hope they deliver
She was serving a lo-fi #aesthetic, it fit well with the whole UV look and how it flipped the BTD stans' world upside down, because they wanted something clean, polished, and iconic. Magnificent era.