do you ever just smell an old perfume, or hear an old song, or pass an old hangout spot and kinda break inside for a couple minutes
a venn diagram of the things george washington said not to do and the things america did would be a circle
And a softness came from the starlight and filled me full to the bone.
I show affection for my pets by holding them against me and whispering I love you repeatedly as they struggle to escape from my arms
the arctic monkeys look like a 50s gang and im afraid they’re going to come out of the shadows one night and rhythmically snap their fingers at me
my life is just one unattainable dark-haired guy after another
when you try to push up your glasses but forget you took them off so you just kinda hit your face