whenvesselruled: Beautiful things:i. Tyler Joseph singing Guns for Hands on a stage at a festival. It’s late afternoon, and the soft golden light sits over a cheering crowd. The smell of festival foods fill the air. A faint wind catches the flags
whenvesselruled: Beautiful things:i. Tyler Joseph singing Guns for Hands on a stage at a festival. It’s late afternoon, and the soft golden light sits over a cheering crowd. The smell of festival foods fill the air. A faint wind catches the flags
whenvesselruled: Beautiful things:i. Tyler Joseph singing Guns for Hands on a stage at a festival. It’s late afternoon, and the soft golden light sits over a cheering crowd. The smell of festival foods fill the air. A faint wind catches the flags
whenvesselruled: Beautiful things:i. Tyler Joseph singing Guns for Hands on a stage at a festival. It’s late afternoon, and the soft golden light sits over a cheering crowd. The smell of festival foods fill the air. A faint wind catches the flags
whenvesselruled: Beautiful things:i. Tyler Joseph singing Guns for Hands on a stage at a festival. It’s late afternoon, and the soft golden light sits over a cheering crowd. The smell of festival foods fill the air. A faint wind catches the flags
whenvesselruled: Beautiful things:i. Tyler Joseph singing Guns for Hands on a stage at a festival. It’s late afternoon, and the soft golden light sits over a cheering crowd. The smell of festival foods fill the air. A faint wind catches the flags
whenvesselruled: Beautiful things:i. Tyler Joseph singing Guns for Hands on a stage at a festival. It’s late afternoon, and the soft golden light sits over a cheering crowd. The smell of festival foods fill the air. A faint wind catches the flags
whenvesselruled: Beautiful things:i. Tyler Joseph singing Guns for Hands on a stage at a festival. It’s late afternoon, and the soft golden light sits over a cheering crowd. The smell of festival foods fill the air. A faint wind catches the flags
whenvesselruled: Beautiful things:i. Tyler Joseph singing Guns for Hands on a stage at a festival. It’s late afternoon, and the soft golden light sits over a cheering crowd. The smell of festival foods fill the air. A faint wind catches the flags
