you look like the silent type

The air here is as fresh and crisp as a cracker; you don't sleep, you slumber.
Dec 09
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hello gorgeous.

hello gorgeous.

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It’s like you think of things from the middle to the end and then the beginning.
— Thank you Anonymous.
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Dec 08
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fortruthisalwaysstrange:

blackcrowblues:

What is even going on

i think he’s on a boat

fortruthisalwaysstrange:

blackcrowblues:

What is even going on

i think he’s on a boat

Dec 05
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fuckyeahneilyoung:

mfs:
Dylan, Young and Clapton - 3 giants on 1 picture

fuckyeahneilyoung:

mfs:

Dylan, Young and Clapton - 3 giants on 1 picture
Dec 04
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And we laughed like soft, mad children. Smug in the woolly, cotton brains of infancy. The music and voices are all around us.
— The Doors
Dec 03
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