Rest In Peace
Kurt Cobain
You ain’t gotta play hard to get
Thom Browne Summer Letterman Jacket
Vietnam era parka
Cannon to right of them,
Cannon to left of them,
Cannon in front of them
Volley’d & thunder’d;
Storm’d at with shot and shell,
Boldly they rode and well,
Into the jaws of Death,
Into the mouth of Hell
Rode the six hundred.
- Lord Tennyson (The Charge of the Light Brigade)
WE ARE 138
METAL FACE TERRORISTS CLAIM RESPONSIBILITY
BROKEN HOUSEHOLD NAME USUALLY SAID IN HOSTILITY
Your Rabbit Feet - Wild Nothing
It was the hungriest night I ever knew
But it was hungry for you, love.
Apache
Moon of My Nights - Kalmah
Listen to the wind singing in the grass, my love
As you lay yourself down to rest
Listen to the cry of the river in autumn cold, my dear
Before I close gates deep down inside
You were the moon of my nights
And you know you were the moon of my nights
Our good friend Cliff down in Kansas sent us a photo of his newly acquired BIG JOHN RURI jeans! Sweatshirt is Studio D’Artisan if y’all were wondering!
Simple ivy
