LOOSE TOOTH// LOST YOUTH

and you thought highschool popularity was important. right now, we’re grinding our monochromatic teeth in a frantically hypersexual frenzy at the thought of world domination. the locker room seems a lot less important. the pep rallies seem a little less significant. the excitement you felt in anticipation of home coming has evolved, and is now a deep and vacant fear, writhing against the folds of your brain, telling you that you might not even make it home at all. we’ve got our prom dresses on and we’ve never looked better. our tuxedoes are fitted, and we are photo ready. the punch is spiked, and nothing seems as clear as it used to be. grades out the window. ready for the final exam. we are adolescent perfection. the poster children of america. the post apocalyptic teen dream. alien in nature, and foreign in tongue. we are prom royalty, and we weren’t even nominated. buth the truth is, we aren’t here for prom. the fact of the matter is, we’re here for much more. for every seven billion human beings on this planet, there is one of us. there is one of me. and you thought highschool popularity was important.