HELLA

Hella going here tomorrow.



Then here.



Then going to try to sneak into this.




And drinking lots of this.

The only trouble is, gee whiz, I'm dreaming my life away.

There can't be love for there is no true love,

“Better never to have met you in my dream than to wake and reach for hands that are not there.”

~ Otomo No Yakamochi

Dustbowl Dance

Battered & Bruised.

I know that things are broken,
And though there's too many words left unsaid.
You say you have spoken,
Like the coward I am, I hang my head.
And you lay careless your head on my chest,
And don't even look at me looking my best.
And all these things I can't describe,
You would rather I didn't try.
But please don't cry, you liar!
Oh please, don't cry, you liar!

Oh please don't cry, you liar!
Oh please, don't cry, you liar!
Oh please, don't cry, you liar!
Oh please, don't cry, you liar!
You're leaving for your last kiss,
And who in this world could ask me to resist.
Your hands cold as they find my neck,
All this love that I've found I d e t e s t.


(Mumford & Sons- Liar)

I forgot about this blog.

The only picture I like right now.