weareartfags:

Karen O and the Kids - Rumpus

I miss two summers ago when I’d practically live at your house and when we’d blaze to Led Zeppelin like every night, and I miss back when I thought your blacklight was the coolest fucking thing ever - and when we’d watch netflix high as balls, and you’d record me impersonating your ex-boyfriends and all the assholes we didn’t like. Or how about even earlier in time when we’d blaze to Sublime and we’d bullshit and talk about how unreal our friendship was. Or when you’d beat the shit out of me and I just wouldn’t say uncle. So many times we’ve lied to our parents and so many times we’ve been caught, and so many times we surprisingly never got bored of eachother. We pretty much made a living out of beating eachother up, biting elbows, licking faces, making fun of all of the people we knew, smoking way too much, and rotting away within your walls that have changed so much over the years. It was seriously just yesterday that I had to excuse all the boxes in my room from just moving in, and it was not too long ago you’d let me rumage through your closet for the first time like a pig in shit because for once in my life, someone gave a shit. And it’s funny to me how simple little incense sticks always has a smell that instantly brings me back to you.

Things were so much easier back then for the both of us. We never had anything in the world to worry about. We literally had just eachother, and that seemed to satisfy us enough. Now we have other people to worry about - it’s not just me and you anymore like it started out to be. Like you said the other day, I’d give anything to have that summer back, just as I’d give anything to have the old us back.

you’re my bestfriend shit for brains, and I couldn’t be happier to have you in my life.

o.o, wow.<3

goonight NJ, goodmorning CA <3

lyriquediscorde:

Sleep to Dream (1996) :: Fiona Apple

glitterencrustedbunghole:

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