I wish to plead incompetence

god i love coming home and being at home and sitting inside my home and staying home

this is so accurate, it's scaring

when paul mccartney said “i want a horse, i want a sheep” i felt that shit fr

every time I see a new photo of my favourite old man I say yippe and jump ten foot in the air

we are so back. no new developments I just have a gut feeling

once I snorted a fat line of nuance and everything started depending. watch out

so difficult being a simon and garfunkel fan during a heatwave when you can't hear the drizzle of the rain and the autumn winds doesn't blow chilly and cold and you can't turn your collar to the cold and damp and the leaves that are green aren't turning to brown and the new york city winters aren't bleeding you and there isn't a patch of snow on the ground and the sky isn't gray and white and cloudy and you're not alone on a winters day in a deep and dark december and-

Reblog and put in the tags a song that doesn’t have particularly sad lyrics, but it makes you sad for whatever reason.

ACTING

THE MORE TIMES I WATCH IT THE FUNNIER IT IS