Untitled on We Heart It
*BFF sends me a picture from the studio where he’s recording his album*
Me: OMG IS THAT A GIBSON ES 175? FUCKKKK.
Him: How the ruddy hell are you single when you know stuff like that?
Southern Air Acoustic [x]
THE SHINS - SLEEPING LESSONSyou’re not obliged to swallow anything you despise.
always think positive
Coal. Smoke. Fade to black.
Morse code. Carved the message on our backs.
They’re sending out an SOS.
Can you hear?
Their voices like angels crying,
You asked if this was Heaven.
Don’t you know they don’t let the damned in?
There was never a place for us.
Dark. Cold. Fade to red.
Blood stains on our backs.
Your lungs caving in.
Squeeze my hand,
That’s the fear leaving you.
You expected me to be your saviour
And if that’s the last thing I can do for you
Then I will.
I squeeze back, whispering gently,
It’ll all be over soon.
Not long to wait now.
Guilty as charged.
Victims of consequence
Or born of evil?
Our mistakes are ours and ours alone.
The burden heaped on our backs.
We bear our crosses on our own.
A trigger. Two shots.
Silence. Fade back to black.
Let my wild spirit run free
It was now and we were both in the same place
Didn’t know how to say the words
With my heart ticking like a bomb in a birdcage
I left before someone got hurt
Oh what I wouldn’t do If I had you, babe, I had you
Oh what I wouldn’t do If I had you, babe, if I had you
*happily taking sassy selfie to send to bff*
*daddy long legs flies into my face*
“WHY HAVE YOU DONE THIS TO MEEEEE YOU FLYING BASTARD!!!!”
So I guess I just became the kind of girl who messages nice people to thank them for being nice people, just for the sake of making sure they know how awesome they are.
*Forever a weirdo*
but it felt necessary.
"I was shooting in Papua New Guinea for the BBC’s landmark documentary Human Planet. I randomly met these guys in the forest near a local singsing ritual. We couldn’t understand each other, and I don’t know anything about them, who they are, or where they came from…" Photograph by Timothy Allen