i need someone to comfort me.
this fucking record is so good
dedicated to the best food runner white boy of all time
this whole record is killer like i dunno what
Sometimes I think it’d be cool to be Scotty Beets and have lines like this. these are real poets
shootin jism, she ride like a geo prism
ass ‘n titties, dj assault
my bar wife says, EVERY time this song comes on that “this is the song of, you know, 50 year old whores….somewhere, and older lady who’s smoked menthols for too long is grinding on a guy right now, and to this song”
i hope never to forget this.
the hell is it with this fucking song
—Hazey Jane I (ripped from vinyl)
Nick Drake “Hazey Jane I” (ripped from vinyl)
this is probably what satisfaction would sound like for me if i could achieve it