Basement // March
We made plans I thought we’d keep.
The dates still in my diary.
No more waiting for me.
No more waiting for you.
Irony Of Dying On Your Birthday - Senses Fail
i’ll lock myself alone in a room
drink until the clock strikes noon
with just a pen, a pill, and some paper
and maybe i will write a sad song
or another cliche poem
of the person that i long to be
turns out this album is named after this poem by charles bukowski.
Earl Sweatshirt // Hive [Feat. Vince Staples & Casey Veggies]
Ironically this upload was 6.66 mb