“The sea is. A good place. To think of. Think about the future.”
The sea is. A good place. To think of. Think about the future.
a thousand years in perfect symmetry, a thousand years, no getting rid of me (tw for disordered eating, drugs, & suicidal ideation)
This song fucking wrecks me every time I listen to it. Picked this up on vinyl just the other day, finally, and spun it today. Second LC! song I've ever shared on this site, which means they're now in the lead. #sorrynotsorry #lc4lyf
my first (and last?) jam. no fruit here unfortunately
In a LC! mood for the first time in a long time, so here's something a little morbid, for the sake of irony.
Seems apt for the contemplation occurring as we stand betwixt the year just gone and our futures. Happy New Year mother fuckers.