The Beatles // Happiness Is A Warm Gun
She’s not a girl who misses much
Do do do do do do do do, oh yeah
She’s well acquainted with the touch of the velvet hand
Like a lizard on a window pane
The man in the crowd with the multicoloured mirrors
On his hobnail boots
Lying with his eyes while his hands are busy
A soap impression of his wife which he ate
And donated to the National Trust
This is elvish-elvis' fault for making the Han Yolo comment in a previous post. SORRY NOT SORRY ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ
So I’ve been trying out ilys (aka the thing where you only see the letter you just typed and the actual text doesn’t appear until you’ve reached your word count) recently and it’s just fascinating because your writing comes out so raw, it’s nifty, i would recommend it. Once you get over the twitch-twitch-twitch-I-NEED-TO-EDIT part, it’s pretty fun!
people should just reply to anon hate with this
damn dude thats brutal
well, i know that getting you alone isn’t easy to do. but with the exception of you, i dislike everyone in the room. and i don’t wanna lie, but i don’t wanna tell you the truth.