lotstradamus: foundcarcosa: celine dion; it's all coming back...

lotstradamus:

foundcarcosa:

celine dion; it's all coming back to me now

there were moments of gold and there were flashes of light;
there were things we’d never do again, but then they’d always seemed right;
there were nights of endless pleasure, it was more than all your laws allow–

#we need a descriptor that’s like 8 steps up from a banger to even begin to talk about this song