guys, the time has come. my fangirling has reached a comedic height.
i am beside myself. does anyone have a paper bag?
black and white. bold fonts. scenes from new york. what seems to be a monster as a background singer. i am just can’ting all over this.
i might stuff a homemade guinness whoopie pie (you heard right) in my mouth to stifle my happy cries to the musical gods for newly released jams.
yeah, that sounds pretty good. i think i’ll do that.