Dear The Killers,

Your music is fucking rad and makes me fantasize about being one of your badass girlfriends. I would totally wish to be one of those girls who hangs sidestage every night and dances by herself in a loaded haze while wearing a grungy t-shirt that cost $500 and looking fabulous. My hair extensions would be plastered to my sweaty face and I would be oozing sex appeal.

I Was Born To Be A Rockstar's GF,
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