There’s a point in Ellie Goulding’s “Anything Could Happen” where you wanna close your eyes, and feel a gentle breeze of crisp air blowing in your face. Then you open your eyes up and you’re atop a mountain during a perfect sunset, just taking in the song and the sight before you. And as Goulding so mellifluously and annoyingly repeats the title of the song you just jump off to the uncertainty of what lies before you and think, “anything could happen.”
I get mean when I’m mean.
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