(Source: n-irvana, via rose-publique)
(Source: n-irvana, via rose-publique)
Heart-Shaped Box, Nirvana
She eyes me like a pisces when I am weak
I’ve been locked inside your heart-shaped box for weeks
I’ve been drawn into your magnet tar pit trap
I wish I could eat your cancer when you turn black
(Source: gobnk, via rose-publique)
(Source: pneumotorax)
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