For Every Sense of Javorek

You can try to understand everyone, but you never will.
Walking home I find to face what I face,
this place
leaves me corrupt and healed
this memory can never be revealed
teal, teal

Walking home I find to face what I face,

this place

leaves me corrupt and healed

this memory can never be revealed

teal, teal

I made this thirteen years ago.

I made this thirteen years ago.

Memories.

Memories.

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German countryside.

Posted by M.S., the font reminds me of one of their album covers.

Posted by M.S., the font reminds me of one of their album covers.

(Source: confessionsofamichaelstipe)

My first tattoo.

My first tattoo.

Doodle.

Doodle.