“baby, i know you’ve got all these crazy, lofty goals— going to art school, following your dreams and whatnot, blahBlahBLAH.
…just throw it to the side.
you know i can support us all on my own, and worst-case, i’ll just have to sell some drugs to my little brother’s friends.
if you do have to sell your body, once, or twice, or seven times
it’ll be worth it.
and trust me, one day my band is gonna make it, and this will all be just a distant, distant, dream…”—Max Bemis/Say Anything