If you fantasize about your funeral, I understand, I’ve been there before. If there’s more importance in the music played Than who’d attend, We are the same. With heads to the ground, As I’m lowered down, There will be a chorus, An overwhelming sound.
There’s nothing that can shock me anymore: from actions to reactions, I want more.
Anonymous asked: Isn't that you in the adidas tshirt? didnt you post it last night?
My reputation is the same it’s been, and I don’t care what happens. I read the book, so I know the end.
My lungs are fresh and yours to keep, kept clean and they will let you breathe.
Things couldn’t possibly get any better, surely.
Anonymous asked: for a chick, you dress fucking incredible - you should take more photos