i wholeheartedly believe that pop music saved my life
flashback friday to three months ago & one of the most truly carefree and beautiful times i’ve ever known. also flashback friday to me sounding like a man for 2/3 of that month.
But actually once you see a show in a cemetery, you never go back. There’s something so beautiful and bizarre about feeling so alive among the … not so alive.
James Blake, you made me feel like myself again. Thanks for throwing all that bass in my face.
I think my problem is being surrounded by people who don’t care about certain things as much as I do. Leaving me… alone.
every breath i take is heavy with the thought of you.
New music soon!