#sad dancing

John Oliver Doing the Danger Dance (Miniset)

id say study with me but you don't have Astronomy

When things stopped, I did a lot of sad dancing to loud synths and drums that I pretended matched up with my heart beat. I remembered the long conversations better, but I missed the little things more: the taste of my cherry chapstick, reapplied because his lips were unkind; the corners where his walls met his ceiling; the way his hair curled around my fingers slightly; him shaking my hair off his face, looking back down, and grinning.

There's only one kind of song in this motherfucking world - sad! There's only one jubilee, boys and girls - dance! So let's make two kinds of music, 33 revolutions - sad and dance! And let's do only two things tonight in our beds and rooms - cry and dance! 'Cause soon we'll be dead with our motherfucking way of living - we will die! It's true. We'll all die soon. Dance and cry.