and I love what you’ve done, you cut all ties you turned and run you build me up to take your fall led us straight into a wall
Awkward Conversations by the Front Bottoms
@tingo-tango / tingo-tango.tumblr.com
and I love what you’ve done, you cut all ties you turned and run you build me up to take your fall led us straight into a wall
Awkward Conversations by the Front Bottoms
Picture a wave in the ocean.
Shitty, Lardo, and feels like a night to carry a tune/I’ve been carrying yours since you wrecked my room
bitty + lil nas x, don’t want it
old people in my life should know that i am not the old me
sometimes i think about bitty’s tendency to use humor to deflect attention from the things that hurt him, how that bleeds into the content he’s putting out, and how his public persona relates to his private one. then i make myself sad.
jack + pj harding & noah cyrus, dear august
dear august, please don’t let me fall ‘cause i don’t know where this road is headed anymore
happy 31st birthday, buddy! i promise things are gonna work out.
did you hear about the girl who lives in delusion?
break-ups happen every day, you don’t have to lose it
jack + lil nas x & jack harlow, industry baby
funny how you said it was the end, yeah then i went and did it again, yeah
you can donate to the bail project’s bail x fund here!
All of us watching, and wishing we’d find it; I’ve noticed, you’re watching too. Someday you’ll find it, the rainbow connection, The lovers, the dreamers, and you.
Check, Please! x The Muppet Movie for @lilacborrower
I want the limelight with you Want the world to see you’re mine
Limelight (feat. ROZES) — Just A Gent (x)
no your mom don’t get it and your dad don’t get it […] this is just a phase you’re gonna outgrow
feel the rumors follow you from monday all the way to friday dinner
you got one day of shelter, then it’s sunday hell to pay, you young lost sinner
well i’ve been there, sitting in that same chair, whispering that same prayer half a million times.
it’s a lie though, burying disciples
one page of the bible isn’t worth a life
“The Village” by Wrabel
And come morning I am disappeared Just an imprint on the bedsheets I’m by the roadside with my thumb out A car pulls up, and Bob’s driving And so I climb in, we don’t say a word As we pull off into the sunrise
supercut came on when i was thinking about nurseydex...
i am in so much pain