AJ has just insisted that we add “Love It If We Made It” to the list of songs I’m not allowed to sing, because “that hurts like a fucking wound, babe.”
That’s awfully poetic for him.
the low clouds, the silence waiting for the wind…
AJ has just insisted that we add “Love It If We Made It” to the list of songs I’m not allowed to sing, because “that hurts like a fucking wound, babe.”
That’s awfully poetic for him.