sometimes i wanna write you love songs
sometimes i wanna pour my breaking heart into a worn journal
sometimes i wanna scream at you
how come i love you so
how come you hurt me so
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sometimes i wanna write you love songs
sometimes i wanna pour my breaking heart into a worn journal
sometimes i wanna scream at you
how come i love you so
how come you hurt me so
you don’t know this but on your birthday i cried in my car.
not because you broke my heart or because i missed you or us.
oddly enough, i cried because you are so, so important to me. even through all of the pain you’ve caused me over the years i’m still so glad that every bit happened.
i cried because i wouldn’t be who i am now without you by my side. the fights, the soft moments, the surprises.
but i cried again the next morning because i was reminded it’s a one way street.
ok so there’s a game me and my friends play called “don’t get me started” and basically someone gives another person a random topic and they have to go on an angry rant about it and it’s the best thing that’s ever happened to us at parties and car rides so I highly recommend playing sometimes with your friends
I love this idea. We used to do things like this in Improv.
Related game: “THINK ABOUT IT.” You’re given a random topic, and your job is to build it into an epic conspiracy theory, the crazier the better. You end your rant with a serious face and the command that your listeners “Think about it.”
Another related game: Illuninati. Similar to Think About It except you are given 2 completely different topics and you have to connect them to each other in a wild conspiracy rant
Rb to safe an awkward hang out
me and my friends play “World’s Greatest Expert” where one of the other players says “Hey, I heard you’re the world’s greatest expert on ____” and you have to give an in depth (and probably completely false) lecture about the thing you’re the greatest expert on. Other players are allowed to ask you questions.
in love ✨
12:51 - the strokes
24 hours - sky ferreira
26 - catfish and the bottlemen
4ever! - lany
a feeling - throwing muses
a song about love - jake bugg
ask - the smiths
audeline - alexandra savior
baby i’m yours - arctic monkeys
bad together - dua lipa
begging - dua lipa
compass - the neighbourhood
cornerstone - arctic monkeys
do i wanna know - arctic monkeys
don’t let me down - the beatles
dumb stuff - lany
flawless - the neighbourhood
fluctuate - catfish and the bottlemen
freak - lana del rey
froot - marina
genesis - dua lipa
green eyes - coldplay
heartlines - florence + the machine
heaven - the neighbourhood
i love you, will you marry me - yungblud
i wanna be yours - arctic monkeys
ilysb - lany
love - lana del rey
love on a farmboy’s wages - xtc
lucky ones - lana del rey
lust for life - lana del rey, the weeknd
luv, hold me down - drowners
made in hollywood - lany
mariners apartment complex - lana del rey
nancy from now on - father john misty
overlap - catfish and the bottlemen
real love - regina spektor
religion - lana del rey
screen - twenty one pilots
sex on fire - kings of leon
single - the neighbourhood
sleep on the floor - the lumineers
something - the beatles
stop the world i wanna get off with you - arctic monkeys
suck it and see - arctic monkeys
tear in my heart - twenty one pilots
the sound - the 1975
there is a light that never goes out - the smiths
this must be my dream - the 1975
training wheels - melanie martinez
us - regina spektor
video games - lana del rey
without you - lana del rey
wonderwall - oasis
like you lots - lany
pink skies - lany
let me relax……………will comment later…………………..
“can i ask you something?” my immediate reply says “go for it" but my mind has already gone through the seven stages of grief
I love you all over. I love the single little freckle on your nose. I love the way your voice changes when you say my name. I love how tightly you hold me when im in your arms and you start laughing. I love the way you smile when you say something stupid. I love hating your god awful jokes, and I love hating how proud you are of them. I love you.
Alexa, play Still Into You by Paramore
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i so reliably wear makeup for any kind of social / academic / extracurricular engagement that sometimes if i have to turn up for something under particularly stressful circumstances i will deliberately NOT wear makeup as a wordless gesture of Today I Am Too Busy And Tired To Take Anyone’s Shit So Please Do Not Cross Me. like the opposite of the 2013 weaponised femininity “eyeliner so sharp it could kill a man”. if i’m NOT wearing eyeliner it means i am absolutely prepared to kill
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Rosemary, Lavender, and Thyme.
ok but good taste in music is HOT
want something ?? literally just ask me for it
quit this indirect, passive aggressive, backwards way of saying you want something to my face and expecting me to just offer bc it’s not cute.
and i prob will do the thing if you just ask but i’m way less likely to unless you a s k
you don’t know this but on your birthday i cried in my car.
not because you broke my heart or because i missed you or us.
oddly enough, i cried because you are so, so important to me. even through all of the pain you’ve caused me over the years i’m still so glad that every bit happened.
i cried because i wouldn’t be who i am now without you by my side. the fights, the soft moments, the surprises.
but i cried again the next morning because i was reminded it’s a one way street.
i got better sleep resting my head on your shoulder, despite being cramed together at awkward angles, on the bus ride home than i ever have in my own bed.