Talking to you always made me feel like my mouth was full of shards of glass.
When I tried to talk they’d slice my cheeks.
I got sick of the ache.
I got tired of spitting blood.”
To anyone who cares, I am now working at Lush…and its fucking fantastic!
Did a cover of Mac Demarco's “Chamber of Reflection” off his record Salad Days. One of my favorite songs, hope I did it justice.
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!! This made my ears orgasm. Computer Magic and Mac Demarco, they need to make babies.
there are approximately 1,013,913 words in the english language but i could never string any of them together to explain how much i want to hit you with a chair.