I’d feel like a little bitch if I didn’t reblog this
I lost it at “bitch mittens”
cant bitch out now
The Beatles + Van Gogh
I say this to my friends all the time, and they don’t get it.
Illustration template for Hugo Gernsback, 1963.
In the midst of summer rain, I can see with scenic view,
I kiss you and it feels like a wish, its past long overdo
Take a drive with me, and it sounds like a whisper
Have a drink with me, and I hear a listener
Open up, they can steal from your safe
stay closed, and you’ll never sell your treasures
I shake in the dark, but aligned I am free
I can finally sense all five, when we go on that street lit drive
Dream on your thoughts, sleep on your troubles
It ends up in a blur of vapor colored bubbles
And when you’re stressed out feeling your stomach sink,
just breath in all the color
so it makes you safe like the nine months inside your mother.