OF COURSE the week Kelly’s serotonin spiked & she wrote a sweet little poem for you guys, we got suspended by the Substack police whose algorithms don’t seem to understand our spammy, ironic ~ art ~ that was Larissa’s Putlocker-inspired poem. But thankfully, we are back in business, because PTK cannot be stopped!! 😈
we ride at dawn 🛵
& catch sunsets just because 
boy meets girl doesn’t exactly mean 
boy meets world
I’m measuring everything 
in nail appointments these days 
all heroes take off their socks will you 
dance when the rain comes or 
take cover lately I’ve been loving 
my little life like the bike & 
the flat whites always felt more better  
here they’re still searching but 
I’m somewhere sitting 
on my couch watching the disco lights 
hit the ceiling as 
the spiders dance up the wall
🕷️🕺🕷️🕺🕷️🕺🕷️🕺
See you next week 😚 + watch out for a super secret surprise coming from PTK in the veryyyy near future 🎙️




This is what dreams are made of!!!