It was 70 years ago when my mother dipped her toes in Lake Cavloc, Switzerland along side her father and sister. Beauty was all around them and so were the echoes of youth. My mother’s view has changed now that she lives in a nursing home. Wouldn’t it have been something if the waters they had danced in had washed the fountain of youth over them…
all of these send shivers down my back and make me want to cry
8-bit version of why’d you only call me when you’re high?
holy fuck, holy fuck, i love this. i love this so much, oh my god. i want to listen to everything in 8-bit and this espescially on repeat. holy fuck im having a crisis. im having an identity crisis oh my god. this is amazing. i fucking love this. holy shit. shitting fuck of a fuckwad cunt. oh ,man, oh fuck. someone send help