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you have to just let it go
i remember the most pointless things about you, like how you only use black pens
it's been along time coming
i have loved you from the start
you have the saddest eyes i've ever seen
you are calm and reposed let your beauty unfold pale white, like the skin stretched over your bones spring keeps you ever close you are second hand smoke you are so fragile and thin standing trial for your sins holding onto yourself the best you can
i don't know if you're even human
the way your jeans hang off you
i feel like destroying something beautiful
your asshole girlfriend is even cooler than you
you over-expose everything
you're exactly how i imagined
i'll believe it when i see it
i have no special skills, i am just passionately curious
do you remember what it was like to be a baby?
i want to put the universe on my bedroom walls
i'll skip my moon-rock across your puddle dive
yeah they were all yellow
that picture of you kills me
r.i.p.
we are crooked souls trying to stay up straight
there is nowhere i'd rather be than in my bedroom, i'm boring, and it's probably going to tear away anyone i ever love
i actually miss you so much
i would only do it to write about it
you were a manipulater on the playgrounddon't fuck around
YOURE JUST ANOTHER STORY I CAN'T TELL ANYMORE
i don't even know why we're friends anymore
i'm on the last eposde in season 5 of house and i can't find episode 1 of season 6 on limewire. fml.
she was beautiful,
the way forest fire is beautiful
i want to be new and different,anything i'm not
i will not forget every single detail about you
you and i will be young forever
i will never be as eccentric as you are
i hate the city of brampton
fireflies die after like, 24 hours
you were like a super fast shooting star
this is my brother
You always cried like a fucking baby
i have no problem with pretending high school never existed
when jonah gets in my face while i'm painting he gets spots painted on his face
the bible didn't mention us, not even once
FUCK YEAH DYKES
http://fuckyeahdykes.tumblr.com/
i never want to leave my bedroom
as the moon waned to cresent we started to kiss
i don't always wear clothes
i'm not sorry i met you
i'm not sorry it's over
i'm not sorry there's nothing to say
they're not the only ones who cry
when they see you
summer reminds me of you, but you don't remind me of summer anymore.