20 • me gusta la cumbia
concept: we’re in our apartment in new york, cooking dinner together and dancing to jazz music around the kitchen. it’s dark outside, and the city lights are all i can see in your eyes. you smell like sandalwood and musk, and i can’t wait to kiss those lips of yours.
me: *has an extremely diverse music taste*
also me: *only listens to the same ten artists*
do you ever wanna listen to music but every song is just not the right song
i have 3 moods:
I want to sit in big jumpers and t-shirts laughing, listening to good music, talking, laughing, kissing. I want to hold you and your hands. I just want you here.
i have 3 moods:
I like art, and by art I mean music, poetry, sex, paintings, the human body, literature… All of this is art to me.
do you ever just get so zoned into your music that you forget that you’re staring at someone’s dick or that you’re walking in a crowded hallway or that life is real
