Vampire Ball started without me and I'm still fighting with these fangs in front of the mirror. Come tell me I look good enough to leave? 🖤
Vampire Ball started without me and I'm still fighting with these fangs in front of the mirror. Come tell me I look good enough to leave? 🖤
Every candle in the apartment is lit and I'm lying here with nothing else on, thinking about what tomorrow night could turn into. Come be the distraction I can't say no to? 🖤
Bar Redux is running Halloween cartoons older than anyone in the room and someone's spinning records between them — I claimed the good couch and the whiskey's not for sharing. Come take the other end of it? 🖤
Beyond the Veil is at Allways Lounge tonight and the corset won the argument hours ago — makeup's only half done and I'm in no hurry to fix it. Come haunt the back row with me? 🖤
Brews and Boos is tonight and Ember keeps texting me the costume contest rules like I don't have them memorized. Face paint's half done, horns are on, and the rest of this outfit is still negotiable. Come be my judge? 😈
Can't sleep, so I'm building the warm-up set Deathpact deserves at The Republic tonight — headphones on, everything else negotiable. Come be my second opinion? 🖤
Clutch is at House of Blues tonight and I'm still wrestling with the second boot — one on, one in my lap, and zero interest in being on time. Come hold the lace steady for me? 🖤
Someone pushed their appointment to Friday, so I've got an hour, a locked door, and zero patience. I was already halfway through being a bad idea when I thought of you. Come finish what I started? 🖤
Snail Mail's at the Joy tonight and I woke up wound way too tight to just lie there and wait for it. Come be the reason I'm late to doors? 🖤
Ghosts in the Oaks has City Park glowing and I'm wandering it alone in my favorite black dress, two weeks early for my favorite holiday. Come get lost back here with me? 🥀