not-native:

Pity Sex| Acid Reflex

Burned a hole in my stomach. An acid reflex. Got another pill incoming. An acrid redux. Do you love me? Peptic bubbling? Slick and soothing. My acidic need. Sick on alcohol and aspirin. Atomic liver. Slipped a kiss I couldn’t stay for. Anaphylactic shiver. Do you love me?  Peptic bubbling?  Slick and soothing. My need. Filled up. Spilled down. Splitting seams. I’m better now. Ruptured spleen. Plastered frown. Toxic life. I’m better down.  I need love. I need drugs. I need looks. I need God. I need comfort. I need fortune. I need something.

(via highschoolmewouldhavebeenpumped)

thecapnjazzage:

Cap’n Jazz - Little League (live ‘95)
valentinxbeaucourt:

Suis La Lune @Le Klub
valentinxbeaucourt:

Nai Harvest in the black lodge
skramzfeels:

Suis La Lune

Baltimore, Maryland - July 2010

takelotswithalcohol:

I don’t care if it’s not healthy.
I don’t care if it kills me.

(via thepecantree)

paper-rum-hemingway:

Explosions in the Sky pedalboards.
laurenmazzotta:

The Saddest Landscape
10.16.10 / Jim’s Basement
pantymime:

if there’s anything I can’t handle right now it’s this

holyboxghost:

Glocca Morra - Ya’ll Boots Hats (Die Angry)

I remember you were moving back home
I remember coming home all alone
I’ll be dying angry
I need to get out of the city

(via xnoonestaysatthetopforeverx)