Music is blasting through the stereo in his dusty bedroom.
The secret cult of collectibles scattered on bookshelves stare at him as he cries into a pillow because another girl had rejected him.
Melodies attempt to hush his mother’s high pitched voice that rumbles through his mind.
The words that are screaming out of the speakers melt his high school worries like a ice cube left in the sun.
The secret cult of collectibles scattered on bookshelves stare at him as he cries into a pillow because another girl had rejected him.
Melodies attempt to hush his mother’s high pitched voice that rumbles through his mind.
The words that are screaming out of the speakers melt his high school worries like a ice cube left in the sun.





