The Lonesome Crowded West
Overworked|under-slept;
Perhaps a little bit insane
(via frickyeah1990s)
I love the parts of your face that are covered in skin.
The Front Bottoms | Peach
& you are the reason I’m smiling
when there’s nothing to smile about
yeah, you are the reason I’m smiling
when there’s nothing to smile about
There are few things more tragically grounding
than hearing the word of dead friends.
I can’t conceive the thought of ever sleeping again.
The Front Bottoms | Skeleton
Come on, baby, calm me down.
You’re the only one who knows how.
Reunited & it feels so good
So much better than I thought it would
‘Cause I feel fucked, but in a good way.
Where are you?
Bound together only by the distance
(Source: rest-your-trigger, via approachingairballoons)
A hoard of hapless hoodlums
