picked these up from goodwill this weekend. some i'm very psyched for and some i'm less psyched over, but all in all i made out like a bandit (in my opinion). i felt bad because j only found one album and i don't even remember what it was.
hold your head high, little darling. you'll make it home again. to a place you once knew long ago, a time to pretend. you'd rather look back than forward to what you used to know. but i wouldn't blame you for it cuz the heaviness only grows.