how fickle my heart.


musings & so forth.
all you need is love.
DROP BEARS.
just booked my flights for melbourne. cannot wait for a mini break!

reminiscing about the time when i met a young george harrison look-a-like on the frosty back streets of paris. what a night.

“ The other night dear, as I lay sleeping,
I dreamed I held you in my arms

(via cemetery-gate)

my grandpa used to sing this song to me as a kid when we stayed over at their place. i miss him.
rawr.
he’s climin’ in your windows, he’s snatchin’ your people up.
look at the stars, look how they shine for you.