Means, Motif, and Operatunity

Please leave your taste on my tongue.

Wonderwall | Oasis

Power Pop

I never, she never, we never looked back. That wasn’t what we were good at. And when it came to love, we were not good enough.

This is greatness.

The 1975 - Girls

The National, Vanderlyle Crybaby Geeks

The single dress hangs on it’s own The scent of perfume all he has to hold A wasted life waiting on a dream Hoping for things the way they used to be

In Episode 2.02, “Sakizuke” : Hannibal making ossobuco.

Yesterday around 4 AM  I thought about you  for a minute or two  I know it’s no good  I feel so lonely  Sleeping without you  How come your arms are not around me

I took a sip from a devil’s cup Slowly It’s taking over me 

And for a minute there, I lost myself, I lost myself And for a minute there, I lost myself, I lost myself :( :(