Jumpers
Sleater-Kinney
The lemons grow like tumors, they are tiny suns infused with sour
The lemons grow like tumors, they are tiny suns infused with sour
Mark. Is it a man named Mark, or will you make your mark this week? Either way, it’s going sexual and quick, this much is clear.
Sometimes I Don’t Get You
Rose Parade // Elliott Smith
He/she wants to press his/her lips against yours but this is a longing that he/she has resigned him/herself to. Take no action.
about to pack the pipe with stargrrrl.The Pharcyde: Pack The Pipe