*dead but still has a boner*
It’s storming in New York City.
*texts back 3 weeks later* sorry I fell asleep
Dammit, every time
"Music is the purest form of art… therefore true poets, they who are seers, seek to express the universe in terms of music… The singer has everything within him. The notes come out from his very life. They are not materials gathered from outside." -Ed Sheeran
this girl is a national hero
We’ve officially reached that annoying time of year where it’s sweater weather in the morning, but by midday you die from a heatstroke.