loved the age where you could look up paranormal stuff and have no gauge of what’s real/fake so you’re just like “oh my god …. a ghost caught on tape and no one is talking about this”
ten year old me after seeing the grainiest picture imaginable of a figure in a cemetery:
work song by hozier is peak romance I mean “no grave can hold my body down, I’ll crawl home to her”.,, “cause my baby’s sweet as can be, she gives me toothache just from kissing me”,, “I swear I thought I dreamed her”…. bithc!!!!