ugh. where’s all the GOOD music these days. it’s all just rapping and beibers and directions. i miss the days where i could go into the local tavern and hoist a mighty flagon of mead to a jaunty tune on the lute of a young bard
He was a skater goat, he said see you later, goat.
do you ever look around at the big crowds of people around you and realize everyone has a story and memories and family and troubles and achievements and a first kiss and a broken heart but you’ll never know any of it and every human life is really intricate and expansive but oh they’ve walked into a shop and you’ll never see them again and you’ll never know just what they were thinking
I remember you most through music
I remember you most when I had nothing to look forward to
I remember late nights
with rich, sweet words
all but lies
Now in these last agonizing minutes of life you have left, let me answer the question you asked earlier more thoroughly.
I WANT TO KILL SOMEBODY AND HAVE THIS AS THE BACKGROUND MUSIC