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Saturday by Rebecca Black (feat. Dave Days)
OH MY GOD SHE DIDNT
I THINK I’M IN LOVE WITH THIS GIRL
Oh wow
She has officially redeemed herself.
And you know your life is heading in a questionable direction when you’re up for days with strangers and you can’t remember anything except the way you sounded when you told me you didn’t know what I should do
It's a long road up to recovery from here
The Used - I’m A Fake
A bit emo but I don’t give a shit. The Used have awesome old stuff!
I stumbled upon this in my spotify wanderings and instant love.
my hell comes from inside, comes from inside myself. why fight this?
How to be Alone: A video that changed my life.
This is an amazingly inspirational creative piece.
I honestly just want to say thank you for not erasing my text, just to replace it with yours when this video is so special to me. Thank you so much for not doing that. <3 That was so kind of you.
"Lonely is healing if you make it."
Can money pay for all the days I lived awake but half asleep?
Running over town like you got no nerve, sleeping in the shanty of a brand new girl. Call me after Nancy, but before Rachel… Why can’t I keep you for myself?
I hate you some, I hate you some, I love you some
Well I’ve changed except my heart still beats too fast and my lungs still collapse and my legs still shake. I once thought love was real when we sat atop that hill and looked at cars below. We used to grow. You kissed me on the forehead and told me that you’d never let go. You told me that you’d love me until the end. Which begs the question, are we now dead? The person I thought I knew must be the person I once trusted until my bones rusted over in the snow. We used to grow like the tallest tree in my background I used to know. Well happiness and joy and bliss, how it all disappeared so quick. So here’s to life and here’s to love. I’ve said it before, that I fade with the setting sun. My ears are still ringing from the sound of your broken heart, beating faster than thought, caught in your stare, so encompassing. All resolve is lost as words fall from your lips, my trembling fingertips held out in question. So shake hands with regret, set to slip away. Your eyes crossing, rivers flowing under your pale feet. As the moments count down to flames, meet and greet death, he wears a cloak of your hopes and dreams, quenched like the raging fire they were once. You’re the breath he never found; you are the closed eyes peacefully resting while those around you are torn to pieces. You’re the smoke I pull to escape from thought of you. No touch, no shadow cast into mind, your hand fervidly held at your side as memories of you flow through mine an empty space more lonesome for what it has lost. You’re the sunset smile thundering out of a careless moment, you’re the tightly closed fingers holding in a breath. If you would stay here with me, one more minute, I would steal the world.
And I am flawed But I am cleaning up so well
I wish you all the best, the best I ever had
I wish that the good outweighed the bad
it doesn’t matter how many times I change my clothes, I still feel the same
Tell all my friends that I’m dead. It won’t be long before you forget my name
Can you tell that I’m losing myself?
So we bottled and shelved all our regrets, let them ferment and came back to our senses; drove back home and slept a few days, woke up and laughed at how stupid we used to be
So i just try And fail and try and try again And someday i swear i’m going to get it Because i’m convinced that giving in is the worst thing there is