091217
with all this fever in my mind
I could drown in your kerosene eyes
with all this fever in my mind
I could drown in your kerosene eyes
oh, Mr, you will be the death of me and I will lie there with a smile on my lips, ecstatic
Probably my favorite of all the pictures I’ve ever taken. Right now, this very night, this very moment, all I really need is some profoundity, something to feel all the way through. and boy, is this emo
And it was not your fault, but mine
And it was your heart on the line
It’s too good. Far too good. Foul play, I sense?
All the birds are singing cause you’re gonna die
markus krunegård
the swell season
david gray
kent
patrick wolf
röyksopp
maps
etfuckingcetera
wanna take bets on which one will actually kill me?