Accompanying my little sister to a chappell roan concert with my dirty blonde hair in a messy bun. I sit in the front row, too entranced by my copy of 'dykes to watch out for' by alison bechdel to dance along to 'HOT TO GO!' At the end of the performance, a security guard taps my shoulder. Chappell has noticed my lack of enthusiasm and I've caught her interest. She invites me backstage....
last night like 4am I still couldn’t sleep so I wrote a song while tired as death. will probably take this down tomorrow when better judgement sets in.