An 11 year-old boy tries heroin on rooftop. The Bronx, New York, 1977
it feels like my innards are shattering
| Class is too quiet | |
| Stomach: | Ladies and gentlemen I shall play you the song of my people. |
at my funeral when they’re lowering me into the ground i demand they play drop it like its hot
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Death Cab for Cutie | We Looked Like Giants
I don’t know about you but I swear on my name they could smell it on me. I’ve never been too good with secrets.
(Source: anchored, via smilethroughthesmoke)
