Jess. NJ. Bit of an old soul. Cheery misanthrope. My eccentricities can be traced back to growing up in a haunted mansion.
I also help run this Tumblr.
Things you'll see here: 80s decadevomit, general personal musings, my face - if you're unlucky enough to catch it whilst scrolling by, and between the New Romantics and the shattered remains of my sanity - some punk music and other odds and ends.
The Thompson Twins - Love On Your Side
I brought you sentimental roses, but you gave them all away.
I played you all my favourite records,
Then we spent the night in, talking, talking all the time.
You sent me home;
I was so surprised to find that after all, it doesn’t hurt to be alone.
(Source: nomadicstatic)
New romantics at the Blitz.
Magnificent.
Siouxsie Sioux.
What I did with my day. I know I ain’t no artist, I don’t do shit like this unless the mood strikes me, which it did. I sort of Nagel-ized/simplified a photo I saw of her with the Banshees floating around on here.
File under: Things I absolutely don’t need but really needed so I bought.
Boy George <3
Stephen Linard.
The Thompson Twins - Love On Your Side
I brought you sentimental roses, but you gave them all away.
I played you all my favourite records,
Then we spent the night in, talking, talking all the time.
You sent me home;
I was so surprised to find that after all, it doesn’t hurt to be alone.
(Source: nomadicstatic)
