I forgot about Soko. I feel like Im in high school again when I listen to Soko. I wish I could play the ukelele and be 17 and have boy crushes and dance around and go to parties and overreact and scream and cry and feel young and invincible and run in the rain and jump in the mud and eat three bags of skittles and hang out at waffle house and be young and pretty and feel everything and make secret mixes and smoke vanilla dreams at red rose and drink skol and oj in the back of my mom’s SUV and wear pink high heels and not get it yet and…