youngalaska:

Button, oh button, oh where hast thou fled?Did thee tarry too long amongst fabric and thread?Did thee roll off my bosom and cease to exist?I wish I could follow thee into the mist.

youngalaska:

Button, oh button, oh where hast thou fled?
Did thee tarry too long amongst fabric and thread?
Did thee roll off my bosom and cease to exist?
I wish I could follow thee into the mist.

(via thefirebolt)