Something to think about when you lose a significant person in your life.
- Would you ever consider?
I WOULD LIKE TO THINK….
that the reason for me being single is because I am the right woman for you. But you’re not mature enough.
This picture makes my life.
I’m really scared for my generation, you know. The thing that scares me most is Tumblr. I hate what Tumblr has become. Because it like, it reminds me of those clique-y girls in high school that used to make fun of everyone and define what was cool, but in five years, when you all graduate, that shit doesn’t matter. No one gives a fuck about that shit. Instead of kids going out and making their own moments, they’re just taking these images and living vicariously through other people’s moments. It just kills me. Then you’ll meet them and they’re just the biggest turkey in the world. They don’t actually embody any of those things. They just emulate. It’s scary man, simulation life that we’re living. It scares me.
‘An Affair to Remember’, 1957. (gifs)
Torrent, 1926.
One day soon my love, I’ll be back living and loving and being perfectly happy in your mighty company. Be good LA, I’ll see you soon xo
je t’aime! je t’aime! je t’aime
Early this morning
When you knocked
Upon my door (2x)
An I say
Hello Satan
I believe it’s time to go
Me and the Devil
Walking side by side (2x)
And I’m gonna see my woman
‘Til I get satisfied
See See
You don’t see why
Like you’a dog me ‘round
*Now babe you know I ain’t do it like that
Say I
Don’t see why
People dawging me around
It must be that old old evil spirit
That spirit drop me down in your ground
You may
Bury my body
Down by the highway side
*I don’t really care where you bury me when I’m gone
I’m gone
You may bury my body
Down by the highway side
So my old evil spirit
Can greyhound
Bus that ride
Standing
In the ruins of another black mans life
Or flying through the valley
Separating day and night
I am am Death,
Cried the Vulture,
For the people of the light
Caron brought his raft
From the sea that sails on souls
And I saw the scavenger departing
Taking warm hearts to the cold
He knew the ghetto was a haven
For the meanest creature ever known
In a wilderness of heart break
In a desert of despair
Evil’s clarion of justice
Shrieks a cry of naked terror
Taking babies from their mamas
Leaving grief beyond compare
So if you see the vulture coming
Flying circles in your mind
Remember their is no escaping
For he will follow close behind
Only promise me a battle
A battle
For your soul and mind
And mine
And mine
Making out, 1950s style.
