Cheerleader

1.  I don’t want to be a cheerleader, no more.

 

 

2.  “New York, Saturday, June 15, 1940, 9 a.m.”

I don’t know what happened to Gomez, or his family, but I wish them all the best.

 

 

 

 

 

3. Cone Sold Stober.  Awesome.


 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

4.  “God HELP us, HELP us lose our minds. ”
I fucking love Talking Heads.  … I can feel my lifetime piling up.

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