when your hope’s on fire but you know your desire
don’t hold a glass over the flame, don’t let your heart grow cold
I will call you by name, I will share your road
And if my woman was a fire
She’d burn out before I wake
And be replaced by pints of whiskey
Cigarettes and outer space
Then somebody moves
And everything you thought you had has gone to shit
But we’ve got a lot
Don’t ever forget that
And I wrote this on an airplane
Where the people looked like ants
And when a woman that you loved is gone
She’s bombing east Japan
Don’t fucking move
‘Cause everything you think you have will go to shit
But we’ve got a lot
Don’t you dare forget that
(Source: hola-im-in-wisconsin)
Played 2446 times.
(Source: liquidnight)
Lately: bits & pieces of my February, in pictures…
















This is my head today. Holy hangover.