bittersweet

well the eagle eats my liver every day around 3pm, but otherwise i can meet when it best suits your schedule!

Lets goooooo th is Is disgusting and obscene . Fuckkkk yessssss . Absolutely horrendous

florence welch was right. it picks me up puts me down chews me up spits me out a hundred times a day picks me up puts me down i'm always running from something i push it back but it keeps on coming and being clever never got me very far

i should've been at the club (the stillwater tour bus in 1973)

how bad does it have to hurt to count does it have to hurt at all how bad does it have to hurt to count does it have to hurt at all how bad does it have to hurt to count does it have to hurt at all how bad does it have to hurt to count does it have to hurt at all how bad does it have to hurt to count does it have to hurt at all

detail shot of Wind from the Sea by Andrew Wyeth (1947)

every winter solstice I am consumed with thoughts of Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening by Robert Frost...