On antibiotics
Tomorrow’s modern boxes
Singing radiohead at the top of our lungs, with the boombox blastin’ as we’re fallin in love
Your comfort zone will kill you
We are a sad generation with happy pictures
The perfect Polaroid
Zombie apocalypse
Music has no colour and is also every colour
I don’t think of it that way. It’s not easy to go back to the past in some ways but in other ways it’s the only place you can go back to
If you say pop, it automatically implies what you’re doing is in order to be popular and successful. It’s basically the american dream
My life is a hashtag 