December 2009
25 posts
you were once wild…..
(don’t let them tame you)
I like when my nose gets bloody
and you don’t ask but blow it for me.
and how you always make me walk on the right side of the road
and jump out in front of me when cars approach
and buy me parliaments
and drive long distances to see me
and sing me songs you know i like even though you’re nervous
of what i’ll think
and make me mix tapes and not think i’ll listen to...
“There is something about words. In expert hands, manipulated deftly, they take...”
– Diane Setterfield (via casinegro)
the thirteenth tale :)
(via myhearteatsbeats)
(via eemmaa)
