Horse laugh:
We are two dead end kids in a dead end town, working dead end jobs, getting into dead end situations. In abandoned malls we frequent, writing our very deepest secrets on the walls. Our diet consists of ice cream and chicken sandwiches and we are fueled by our own childish delirium. We wear clothes that don’t look right. Cut each other’s hair.
We watch football games for schools we don’t go to and see the sun go down over the chemical plant. We feel bad for deers that get killed when they are too curious for their own good. Maybe they had someone who was waiting for them. We love to love and love everyone.
