mood: a melancholic nostalgia with just a touch of nausea
music: Kiss Me Alot* by Morrissey on repeat
yep, my darlin, that was us, streaking across the sky, glorious while it lasted, kissing you everywhere, on the bus, on the couch, @ Baskin-Robbins or Häagen-Dazs, ice cream always tasted sweeter with you, how I loved you and always will, especially on this day which use to be our "special day"
once upon a time...
*=he mentions the Bastille in this song, so yeah how could you not own it as far as I am concerned?