making coffee in the dissipating fog
if they play this tonight i’ll delete my tumblr.
when we played with shield your eyes a few years ago the show got shut down by the police. it was probably the most bad ass moment of my life.
post exam. we ate chinese and waved our hands in the air to this. how we do it.
so when did cigarettes start cluttering your hands? i ponder this some nights alone when i undress.
spit black licorice. this is the most exciting thing i’ve heard in a while.
arvo pärt’s meditation on death (in memory of benjamin britten). i’ll never understand how you compose something like this.
just a jawn