Dont talk to me ! I’m mourning all the possible lives I couldve lived and the girl i couldve become .
2gb:
I will take good care of you
everything you feel is good
if you would only let you
i will wash your hair at night
and dry it off with care
I will see your body bare
and still I will live here
so stay with me
hold my hand
there’s no need
to be brave
Moonlight Sonata. Beethoven. Just in that kind of mood.
Bauhaus, All We Ever Wanted Was Everything
from The Sky’s Gone Out, 1982