now make out
me: looks at pet sleeping
pet:
me:
pet:
me:
pet:
me:
pet: breathes
me: oh thank god i thought you died
all around me are familiar faces
worn out places
worn out faces
bright and early for the daily races
going nowhere
going nowhere
the queen wearing a hoodie whilst driving a range rover
[x]
“the thug life chose me”
this is the greatest thing ever
live fast die young bad girls do it well






