#context: misc

I wanna be a bottle blonde I don't know why but I feel conned

I love to drive the highways, the skyways, Just to get lost. I pass so many places, But won't brake, cause I can't break your heart. Driving 'till dawn, Call you from the station, Leaving you a message that I'm gone — I'm gone.

We'll meet again, Don't know where, Don't know when. But I know we'll meet again some sunny day.

stories I see in the cinema, they all fuel my curiosity about love. wishing this feeling they speak of, was my own story. i'm thinking about it, this beat is pounding right out of my heart. someone show me how it feels  —

It’s happened somewhere, rendezvous; The secret satellite has started somewhere. (8.5 what is your signal?) Beyond the new time and space, I think we're the only ones. (I’m in your eyes)

You get ready, you get all dressed up To go nowhere in particular Back to work or the coffee shop Doesn't matter 'cause it's enough To be young and in love

mingling with sweet thoughts of thee, and of my fond returning; but should I n'eer return again, still with thy love I'll bind me 

🐇 Jackson mood board 🐇

oh, my life — is changing every day, in every possible way. & oh, my dreams — it's never quite as it seems, never quite as it seems.