Monday, March 14, 2011

SLEIGH BELLS RINGING.

I fucks wit dis chick.







Leather knuckle gloves, acid washes jean jacket, wayfarer's, good old school tats and that face. Fuck the formula, I'm in love. As much as I hate what it's become...maybe I should reconsider a move to Brooklyn...Oh yea, and the song is good.

JUST FOR MISS KRAUSS.

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