In Spite of All The Danger - The Quarrymen (The Beatles)




A raccoon doing a rollie-pollie!

King Krule
Jon Snow

I kissed a girl wearing a cross around her neck.

Her lips didn’t taste like church.

But her hips felt like God.

I wonder what her pastor would have thought.

I wonder if that cross around her neck meant more to me,

Than it does to her.