Arctic Monkeys | Baby I’m Yours
I’ll be yours until the sun no longer shines
Yours, until the poets run out of rhyme
In other words, until the end of time
I got the idea from someone else, but I’m going to England for a week this summer, and everyone who reblogs this, I will write your URL on a sticky note and put it somewhere in England. You don’t have to be following me. Anyone who reblogs before May 1st will get a sticky note dedicate their URL!