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beats, drugs, sex, money, love

1 day ago with 61 notes

"

By the time I woke up, she was already gone,
How can you love me, if I’m alone,
Here I go on a road I never been on,
And I’m leaving you for everything you did wrong,
I don’t wanna go back to that same place,
Replay memories that I erased,
It’s too bad, I’m irate,
I’ve been getting real high at a high rate,
My mom said she coming this Friday,
Until then Im’a fly away,
I don’t want her to see me like I am now,
This is Nostra, this is Devil’s playground,
Pop a pill, play around take her down,
Until shes making sounds
I usually stay around
A couple pounds and some lean,
A couple nightmares and some dreams,
It ain’t what it seems

I know, you can’t understand me,
And I don’t really care,
If you can’t stand me,
Two grams in my L, a bitch in my bed,
Prolly go to hell, won’t be with you instead,
From my ex if she wishing me well,
You can listen and tell

"
Ricky Hil

2 weeks ago with 0 notes

But I’m so fuckin wavey right now
Tryna get my sympathy from these halls
Hear my voices bounce back, from every corner
The love used to lurk through these walls
But I been havin withdrawals, can’t see at all
Sideways lovin’ in the rearview you disappear
Gone for a minute then back again
Always been the enemy couldn’t never find a friend
Broken paths for folks with the broken laughs
Emptiness inside…we can share it, hide, hide, hide

2 weeks ago with 1 note

sextuplet:

Illustration by Heinrich Strub for Das Feuerzeug (The Tinderbox / Fyrtøiet) by H. C. Andersen
(Switzerland, 1956)
luz-sonriente:

Ferdinand Keller, German, 1842 - 1922 The Tomb of Böcklin
mysticmementos:

vufus: Rebecca M Ronesi