As if music were a separate thing you could drive yourself into, make love to, fuck.

“Listen she said, everything ends, every single relationship you will ever have …”

“In the future, he will try to say her name enough, but he never can.”

“I believe, in my better moments, that there is a plan and things go not the way…”

“Marina brushed her hand across the back of her neck and dislodged something wit…”