today at school a boy named miguel jumped up on the lunch table
ripped his shirt off (his chest said “be mine”)
and started playing ‘careless whisper’ on the saxophone that he pulled basically out of thin air
like you can think i’m lying, i would, but
ARE THOSE BACKUP DANCERS
The nice thing about having followers is that there’s people out there who like what you like and what you have to say, but the bad part is if you need to vent or shout something, you aren’t shouting into an empty void like when nobody followed you but there’s a bunch of people out there that are going to see it and at least one of them is going to get offended or worried.