Andrew Jackson Jihad // Brave as a noun
But I’ve got an angry heart filled with cancer and poppy tarts.
If this is how you folks make art, its fucking depressing.
(Source: donteattheflowers, via folk-punk)
This is the end of the world and we are bringing it home.
Four nails, four corners, four riders and four horses, bring me famine, bring me death, bring me war and pestilence.
Death Voices by Gallows