NO YARD OF BLONDE GIRLS

survived near death at Morrissey to stomp the yard with Batter Up...

s'mores and sparks...










Tell me!
Well look look look who's laughing now?
Well it's me-e-e, but not too loud.

to do it without you is very frightening...

For a second there I thought you disappeared

It rains a lot this time of year

We both go together if one falls down

I talk out loud like you're still around

as the flashes blinded us in the photobooth

back from Miami...
fuck Miami...

consumption goes solo while chicken wings in bed are a comfort of the past

No more candlelight
No more romance
No more small-talk
When the hunger's gone
No more candlelight
No more romance
No more small-talk
When the hunger's gone

baby boy

Caleb come around ...And he called my name 'til i went out...An' no one else around

IF CORY CAN DO IT SO CAN I....