“—but the rain is full of ghosts tonight, that tap and sigh upon the glass and listen for reply, and in my heart there stirs a quiet pain—”— Edna St. Vincent Millay, excerpt of What Lips my Lips Have Kissed
*yelling at myself with a megaphone* WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU LIKE THIS
Andy Black — We don’t have to dance Official music video
shouldnt have had that second cupcake i moaned as i reached for my ninth