Laughter does not come to me—it’s the world who laughs;
—I am told my love resides elsewhere.
Real talk is flowing from his mouth like a damn fountain.
sick sick sick burns
Save this one for a night when all you want is for your brain to let you rest. Too often I go to bed, my body exhausted, my mind unable to stop moving. Luckily, there’s this masterful version of “Once Upon a December” from the (highly underrated) animated movie Anastasia. It’s a perfect piece to guide you to a peaceful slumber, because this music? It’s the stuff of dreams.
For no one knew how to draw proper menswear better than Joseph Christian Leyendecker.