spell casting, whiskey drinking poets...

well here I am, undone again...

the be good tanyas::in spite of all the damage

if today would be my last would you care...

start writing, make a list of your plans for the year
and send me a little note in the mail when my name appears
on your list of things to do
if you ever can see past you
i'll keep some days clear...

i can be lonely here
yes i can be lonely anywhere
and i can be lonely here
i can be lonely...





words: the everybodyfields
image: n/a

there is a little truth behind every just kidding...

bubblegum lips...

via

i've had to teach myself not to adore you...