I will never stop loving Jimmy Eat World.
What else am I supposed to love when driving through a sleeping city through flat, intermittent light, if not Futures?
What will make me feel like the horizon is attainable if not Clarity?
How could I understand love and rage without Bleed American? Dreams without Chase This Light?
And Invented? How else do people grow into themselves, and understand their regrets?
not including static prevails because I DON’T KNOW IT WELL ENOUGH hush dirty secret