I’m so happy in the light of glow and moon. I clasp on to the positivity from a day before like I would a camera, a holy book, like I would a friend. We have no time limit and the fading highroad ahead has never seemed so inviting.
32nd December is usually a time for throwing up all the shit you consumed over the previous 12 months…
…But that seems so silly when you’re dry and buzzing with dreary eyes and an excitable heart. ♥
Baromet – Polar-noon Highroad
By god does this song make you think about it all.
thanks for the year,