It was ice-cream headaches And sweet avalanche. When the pearls in our shells Came out to dance. You call me a bad tipper Of the cradle. With tired yawns For fawns On hunter's lawns.
We're the has been Of husbands. Sharpening the knives Of young wives. Take two years And call me When you're better. Take teardrops of mine And find yourself wetter.
If You Can't Live Without Me, Why Aren't You Dead Yet? Mayday Parade
i'm at an all time low
┏━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┓ aaron • 22 • fnb • bi wlw
always open to trades, please send one! seeking wishlist pets only will most likely accept if pet is a double! but you'll never know unless you try! ┗━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┛
• If I haven’t responded to offer(s), it means I’m thinking • • Last half of my user: Sen-uh-bite (send without the “d”) • • Prefer no random PMs unless it's about offers •