your skin was bathed in amber light and rain streaks.

my friend recently described my aesthetic as pastoral. and i was like, 'oh cool, like, herding sheep and stuff?' but apparently, he meant that it was 'pleasingly peaceful and innocent,' which was kind of a letdown to be honest.


my bloody valentine.

one time a boy gave me dead flowers for valentine's day. he said they were supposed to be 'symbolic.' and then i threw up in my mouth. 
my bloody valentine > valentine's day, anyway. listen to their new album here.