#to die by your side is such a heavenly way to die

[carma-tjol]

[howifeltabouthim]

'I think you're my death,' she said. 'Let's die together.'

Anna Biller, from Bluebeard's Castle

[barneysbigstompers]

And if a double decker bus crashes into us

[jjkitten76]

Zooey Deschanel and Joseph Gordon Levitt ♡

[iamveronica]

I caught my fear of flying off Morrissey. He and I always sat together on planes and he hated flying. In my attempts to calm him I became hyper-aware of every whiff of turbulence, as he would clutch the seat or me, until eventually I was worse than he was.

Billy Bragg hated flying too, and he didn't help matters. One day, on a flight to San Francisco when I made the mistake of asking him about tranquillisers for Morrissey, he said, 'Tranquillisers won't save him as we're hurtling towards our doom, John. Do you know that when a plane hits the sea, it has the same impact as when it hits concrete?' 'Er, no, Bill, I didn't know that,' I said suddenly more nervous. 'I'm just saying,' added Billy, 'and don't forget we're in a pressurised metal tube hanging 30,000 feet in the air – it's unnatural. Peanut?' What was wrong with these guys, these bards of England? It was one of the downsides of my empathy with lead singers that I assimilated some of their idiosyncrasies, and my experiences as an international traveller were ruined by hideous terror until I got myself over it, but not before I managed to pass it on to Bernard Sumner.

an excerpt from Set the Boy Free by Johnny Marr

[sad-bi-girl]

"Yes, Tori! They're playing the Smiths! They're playing the beautiful Smiths, Tori!"

[musicalchaos07]

Jonathan Byers in-between evading a monster, breaking into a grocery store and burning down a mall trying to find a minute to tell his girlfriend she looks really hot today

[ashtrayfloors]

Yesterday. We blazed across the midlands, burning through every decaying town in our path, sweeping through cities made of glass, lights clustered behind us in the distance. The Chevy roared, devouring miles in fistfuls. We cranked the windows down by hand, blared "Going to Georgia" so loud that fifteen miles away they could feel the chords pumping through their veins. Half the country passed in a blur of melting starlight embedded across the sky.

More than a place, we were escaping lives that felt at once unbearably short and long, lives with no room for being alive inside them. Now, asphalt over Nashville, I was watching all of that crumble. I was seeing the murky red future flatten itself like a canvas, the landscape bleeding from mountain to mossy grave, the star-spangled heartstring of the stretching road. We were singing the Mountain Goats as the past burned in the rearview.

What I remember most was Zell, knuckles white on the steering wheel, hair in a flurry, dark-brown eyes lit ablaze. Screaming to the song at the top of our lungs, what I remember thinking is this: I hope we fucking crash, I hope we die, I hope it's messy and unavoidable, our flesh and bones mangled together for all eternity. Because nothing will ever be more exactly right than this—alive, electric. Free.

—Erin Slaughter, from "Anywhere" (A Manual for How to Love Us, Harper Perennial, 2023)

[junkieprongs]

this is still the best thing i've wrote so far it gives me ze butterflies <3

[millierollsaseven]

if mina dies i’ll die with her

[ollsonline]

and if a double decker bus crashes into us

[sp00kysk3lly]

[sargamkaur]

[hissugarsedatesme]

The vibes rn

[crazyinlovewithbucky]

it’s 2023 and “to die by your side is such a heavenly way to die” is still the most romantic thing i’ve ever heard

[cauliflower-mac-and-cheese]

fuck i'm listening to the smiths and i got to "there is a light that never goes out" and i remembered the HUGE amount of steddie fics with the song lyrics as the title and then the chorus came on

and now i'm trying not to cry