Half Passed 3 and a Quarter to Insane.

It’s 3 am and I’m still awake writing this blog. Peppa pepp A Roni nothing compares to you. Come on, Vogue. I do my little turn on the catwalk. Random old-school lyric mashups in my insomniac brain. Lyrical genius is not on my resume and is not a productive insomnia situation but it is whatContinue reading “Half Passed 3 and a Quarter to Insane.”