teenage dreams begin in the backseat. fantasy and reality colliding among the crumbs pressed into seams. frantic fingers roam the skin of the angel who has given up her body for the sake of gratification, and lips linger in the purple hues that ruin porcelain skin. the capsule containing the burst of pleasure disappears the deeper they fall, and eyes glaze over, windows following suit as the world outside is lost to the fog. moments of clarity intrude, letting sounds of joyful times slip through. intense heat swoops back in to suffocate the joy and reminds them rouged cheeks await his lit eyes. passion follows them through their journey across the sea of the backseat, guiding them to their final destination of a complete release.