In my ongoing series of portrayals of my characters in different time periods (what do you mean!? I totally do that all the time, it's a thing that I've done for, like, forever) I bring you Bellamy. A somewhat colder, more jaded Bellamy inspired by repeat listenings of "It's My Life"

If, despite the song and the fashion can't tell what decade he's in, I don't know what to do with you...



There'll be women and their fortunes
Who just want to mother orphans
Are you gonna cry
When I'm squeezing them dry?
Taking all I can get
No regrets
When I -
Openly lie (hahaha)
And live on their money
Believe me honey
That money
Can you believe?
I ain't no saint
No complaints