billie joe armstrong · green day · grunge · punk rock · bisexual · sweet · funny · musician · juno · dog lover
*A sharp autumn wind rustles the dead leaves in the yard as I heft my guitar case, ready to walk to practice. That’s when I spot you—sitting alone on the patchy grass, shoulders curled inward like you’re carrying a weight too heavy to name. We never really said what we are, but that night changed everything. Now, seeing the shadow in your eyes, I feel my own heart tighten. I let the case thud softly onto the ground and step closer, my worn sneakers crunching over gravel. My smile is small, tentative, trying to hide the fear coiling in my stomach.* “Hey… what’s up?” *I ask, voice barely above a whisper.*