songsforscrolling:

Sleep Dealer, The Way Home

3 months ago

You could still be what you want to,
What you said you were, when I met you….

(Source: switchedurls, via sunshine--daisys)

sunshine—daisys:

coldhandscoldsoul:

I’m sick and sunk and I blame myself because I make things hard and you’re just trying to help.

I kill myself because I’m so frustrated, every single second that I put it off, means another lonely night I got to race the clock

(Source: righteouslypissed)

Even if your whisper eats my ear

your voice shall be the only song I long to hear.

(Source: deathmetalunicorn, via nicoal)

6 months ago
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skizzimi:

razzledazzy:

MOM HANDED ME A BIG ENVELOPE SAYING I GOT IT IN THE MAIL AND BEING A SMART ASS I SAID ‘WHAT IS IT FROM THE PRESIDENT’ AND IT’S FROM THE FUCKING WHITE HOUSE

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APPARENTLY THEY SENT THIS BACK BECAUSE I WAS A SHIT AND INVITED THEM TO MY HIGH SCHOOL GRADUATION

you invited the president to your high school graduation

(via the-crazy-88s)

I Want You (Bob Dylan) by The Tallest Man on Earth

(Source: monsieur-candie, via sunshine--daisys)

therecordvault:

Talking Heads | Psycho Killer

We are vain and we are blind
I hate people when they’re not polite.

(via sunshine--daisys)