he has such a nice jawline and hair and eyes and arms and hands and back and lips and cheekbones stop that
Well I never kept a dollar past sunset,
It always burned a hole in my pants.
Never made a school mama happy,
Never blew a second chance, oh no
Always took candy from strangers,
Didn’t wanna get me no trade.
Never want to be like papa,
Working for the boss ev’ry night and day.
Never got a flash out of cocktails,
When I got some flesh off the bone.
Never got a lift out of Lear jets,
When I can fly way back home.
keith richards more like keith richaRE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME
you can’t compare keith richards to god i mean he’s cool and stuff but he’s not keith richards
Keith Richards, 1971
for the sweet anon who asked for my icon