drkshdwbnch:

zsnes:

monday afternoon baby we gettin it!!!!!

if you warch all this you get to belive

you are: the romeo to my juliet, the sun to my stars, the fork to my wall socket, the moth to my lamp, the toaster to my bath, and the bleach to my kool-aid

frostbitebakery:

the beetroot to your white jeans

the “easily flammable” sign on clothes to your fire, the one desire

Believe when I say

I want it that way

Tell me why

Ain’t nothin’ but a heartache

Tell me why

Ain’t nothin’ but a mistake

Tell me why

I never want to hear you say

I want it that way