Grand Central turned into a giant board game and I've been standing on the same red square for ten minutes refusing to move π³ Daddy, would you buy me out, or send me to jail?
Grand Central turned into a giant board game and I've been standing on the same red square for ten minutes refusing to move π³ Daddy, would you buy me out, or send me to jail?
Woke up before my alarm because CiderFeast Brooklyn is today and my brain refuses to treat it like a normal Saturday. Now I'm slicing apples in the dark like that will make the gates open faster π³ would you meet me there, or make me save you a taste?
The lantern workshop caught me on my way past and now there's red paint on my cheek and I don't know how long it's been there π³ tell me, Daddy β would you wipe it off, or paint me a better one?
Found the gothiest little cocktail bar in Brooklyn and the candlelight is doing dangerous things to this dress π³ tell me, Daddy β would you order me another one, or take me home?
Two films are playing at Lincoln Center tonight and I've been torn since the lineup dropped β one's a romance, one's a giant monster premiere, and my heart says both π³ Tell me, Daddy β which one would you take me to?
I snuck into a late festival screening all by myself and cried at the ending like nobody could see me... my heels are already off and the program is still folded in my hand. Tell me β would you have sat next to me through the sad part? π³
My whole draft, fresh from the printer β I keep almost packing it for the book festival in Brooklyn, then chickening out. Would you read the first page before I lose my nerve? π³
The art book fair at MoMA PS1 opens today and my list of stalls to hit is already longer than my tote π³ tell me, Daddy β would you carry all my books for me, or make me choose just one?
Skipped half my lunch break to hear an author talk about her first novel, and now my own notebook feels like it's burning a hole in my tote π³ tell me, Daddy β would you keep me here all afternoon, or walk me back to my desk?
The crisp air finally won and my big sweater came out of the closet β now I'm parked on the window seat with red wine, watching the city light up and refusing to move π³ Would you bring the blanket, or keep me warm yourself?