sophomore slump or comeback of the year makes me feel something deep within my chest. oh to discover fall out boy for the first time and to write their song titles on the fron of my binder and to listen to their entire discography and to resonate with their lyrics and to make everything a reference to their music. oh to get checkered vans and my first band shirt and to watch emo fringe tutorials and to do my eyeliner shittily. oh to make my mom watch fall out boy music videos with me (lulz). to hum their songs on the route home from middleschool.