yo… what the FUCK is going on in lisbon….
Well, well, well if it isn’t the werewolf boyfriend everyone’s always talking about, once again drunk in the middle of Lisbon.
"The state of the weather soon becomes a state of mind."
-Wallace Stevens, Letter to Hi Simon (dated January 9, 1940)
i love my mutuals and followers in a way that the drunk girl in the bathroom loves everyone in line
Dude what? She tied you to the kitchen chair? Broke your throne & cut your hair? From your lips she drew the..? Broooo