Sunday, November 6, 2011

your brunette hair slices through my heart.

apes: you have apple lips, they're so red.
aidee: coz they're...
apes: yes, coz they're mine.

you got me used to your warmth by sleeping by my side and you made me love it.
you're gonna make me hate this cold winter

Bat For Lashes- Siren Song


in the morning i'll make you breakfast
in the evening i'll warm the bed.
and i'll always be happy to kiss you
promise i'll never get sad

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