A Horse With No Name was written for me btw, Dewey Bunnell predicted my existence back in '71 and was like "yeah she's gonna love this" and my God was he right
A Horse With No Name was written for me btw, Dewey Bunnell predicted my existence back in '71 and was like "yeah she's gonna love this" and my God was he right
I'm really just talking to myself right now and there's really no reason because I could very well tell these things to my friends but god damn it my bsf would be PISSED if she knew I was obsessing over Jim Morrison again
I am in a vicious 1960s hippie counterculture Jimi Hendrix Janis Joplin the Beatles the Doors kind of phase right now and there is no foreseeable end at the moment