December 2010
uber syked for tomorrow night oh my jesus
kayaolivia:
definitely just pierced bex’s nose, it’s bleeding…
as in bex, as in ..again?! ahhhaaa
“the things that keep us apart keep me alive and the things that keep me alive...”
Don't Forget Yourself: a walk home →
I’m not sure if I’m mature enough to see old lovers and not want to touch hips. Its a risky compulsion of lust and emotion. It’s the fatal combination of libido and frustration. Still I know that I’ve got wits enough to read these maps and find the golden girl I’m meant to love. And answer the question that could make me a demon. Why did you do that and why do you see them? I don’t know. It’s a...
where is my mind - pixies
“We’re so helpless. We’re slaves to our impulses. We’re afraid...”
not really me? perhaps. however, love this song...
