#loud smiling

[floridabaiter]

notes on art .... ^///^

[azelpop]

curls into self

i can’t wait to get my NSP CDs and poster I can’t wait to see Dan’s and Brian;s autographs on my CD I can’t wait to forget “Peppermint Creams” is what I was last listening to and my mom turns up my radio in my car and hears “TALKIN’ BOUT YOUR BOOBIES”

[sangxfroid-archive-blog]

[ sms: ] hey gray? i miss you

[ HE DOES NOT answer because he is not there. gray is lost, swimming in the incandescent blinking lights of the CHANGING MOVING EVOLVING city that can never sleep never stay still. insomnia comes from somewhere, dragged through a person’s body with a harsh reality that SLEEP IS NOT REST && can only ever cause nightmares. the stinging sensation of NOT BEING THERE can neither be felt nor processed. gray is as the city does.

                     lost.

cacophonous melodies seduce him from a right state of mind. they pull him from awareness until he s i n k s to the very bottom of his self. gray doesn’t even know who he is at this point ——–

       it’s funny. it’s supposed to be because he’s not dead, but he’s not quite alive either. the city breathes && he breathes automatically. there is air in his lungs. oh. he has lungs. 

     he pulls himself out

because he always does. eventually. hours days months weeks pass before he blinks awake, stomach empty && body slowly withering away.

   his phone blinks && by the weak static signal, it’s been a while.

he answers, cocky && sure attitude bleeding through him because he has nothing else left. the city took a lot from him that time. it’s greedy like that. ]

» GOTTA GO FAST | dash

[ SMS ] didn’t know you enjoyed my presence so much[ SMS ] keep talking about how much you can’t live without me[ SMS ] ahaha kidding[ SMS ] whatd i miss

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[darkipiler-blog]

[karkittyvancat]

*twerks to make you feel better* - wonka

laughter thank

[patchworkfluffal]

YOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!