i love you lots, like polka dots♡
𐙚⋆˚ 🦢。⋆♡𐙚⋆˚ 🦢。⋆♡𐙚⋆˚ 🦢。⋆♡𐙚⋆˚ 🦢
✧˚ ༘ ⋆。˚ you're killing me more than coffee pots ♡
Andy "Fletch" Fletcher during Music for the Masses era (1987-1988)
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noise dept.
sheepfilms
RMH

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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
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occasionally subtle

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Not today Justin
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we're not kids anymore.
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@playingth3angel
i love you lots, like polka dots♡
𐙚⋆˚ 🦢。⋆♡𐙚⋆˚ 🦢。⋆♡𐙚⋆˚ 🦢。⋆♡𐙚⋆˚ 🦢
✧˚ ༘ ⋆。˚ you're killing me more than coffee pots ♡
Andy "Fletch" Fletcher during Music for the Masses era (1987-1988)
tags:
and i have been patient
i have been so calm
bit my lips through the torment
please fall into my arms
never let me go
and when i squinted the world seemed rose tinted
and angels appeared to descend
to my surprise, with half-closed eyes
things looked even better than when they were opened ☆
my little universe is expanding
slowly...
come here (touch me)
kiss me (touch me)
now (touch me)
there are flies on the windscreen
there are lambs for the slaughter
breathing in fumes
angels with silver wings shouldn't know suffering
precious and fragile things need special handling
you're breathing in fumes
breathing in fumes
breathing in fumes
b r e a t h i n g
i n
f u m e s
you'r e br eath ing in f um es
f u m e s
you're breathing in fumes, you're breathing in fumes
are you breathing in fumes?
y o u ' r e b r e a t h i n g i n f u m e s
i t a s t e w h e n w e k i s s
semuf ni gnihtaerb er'uoy
you're
breathing in fumes
you're breathjng in fumes i taste when we kiss
i'm breathing in fumes
i ' m b r e a t h i n g i n f u m e s
everyday, i imagine a future where i can be with you
in my hand is a pen that will write a poem of me and you♡
my heart is aching, my body is burning
my hands are shaking, my head is turning 🪽
only the one that hurts you can make you feel better
only the one that inflicts the pain can take it away ☆
summer's hot but i've been cold without you
i was so wrong not to doubt your Medellin, tangerine dreams♡
the thin white dukes :: david bowie & david gahan
tags:
mother, father and the holy spirit
(madonna, dave gahan and björk)
Press shoot for "Violator" by Depeche Mode © Kevin Westenberg
The Worx Studios, King's Cross, London | January 4, 1990
sweet sister, just feel me
i'm trembling, you heal me
hey sister, i feel it too...