The Wanderer

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Lo. 22. México.

I'm afraid I can't explain myself, sir. Because I am not myself, you know.

aabie:

A tinkling piano in the next apartment
Those stumbling words that told you what my heart meant
A fairground’s painted swings
These foolish things remind me of you

(via jumpeduppantryboyy)

expertcosmotips:

need money fast? Sell him to Yahoo!

buttlid:

wanna make a secret handshake it involves us touching our mouths together for three hours

(via glitterinfinity)