it’s the emptiness that follows you down it’s the ache inside when it all burns out
Blake Babies t-shirt, purchased from the band after a show at Harvard’s Adams House dining hall, September 22, 1989. This was a show arranged by Tim Alborn (of Incite! zine, and soon-to-be of Harriet Records), with openers The Go Team (the Calvin Johnson one) and Honeybunch.
blake babies
i love when the woman in my bluetooth earbuds says connected... yes we are girl <3
yess ghetto ass bootleg airpods gerlies make some noise!!!
Gregg Araki’s ‘Totally Fucked Up’ 1993
Man shouldn’t be able to see his own face – there’s nothing more sinister. Nature gave him the gift of not being able to see it, and of not being able to stare into his own eyes.
Only in the water of rivers and ponds could he look at his face. And the very posture he had to assume was symbolic. He had to bend over, stoop down, to commit the ignominy of beholding himself.
The inventor of the mirror poisoned the human heart.
— Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet (1982)
Im shocked no one’s made a coke joke
the girl you been fucking? she has trial version of FL studio <\3
I don’t know if I could fly a plane well enough to tailspin out your name.