I like music. Bright Eyes, Death Cab for Cutie, City and Colour, Brand New, Modest Mouse, The Weakerthans...but also The Fall of Troy, La Dispute, The Air I Breathe, As Blood Runs Black, iwrestledabearonce, Chelsea Grin, I the Breather. I know. it makes no sense. I'm just here to look at cool stuff. I dont care if you follow me, or if you ask me anything, but it'll make it more interesting.
What was once a sweet, shiny, healthy, bright red apple, is now bruised, brown, shriveled, limped over, smelly and soft.
I let it sit too long. But what if I ate it?
It would still be shit
And I realize now that there is nothing I could have done
People don’t listen, they just wait for their turn to talk.
don’t send me snapchats from something i wasn’t invited to you rude ass bitch
OMG THIS WHAT SNAPCHAT IS AND IT’S STARTING TO PISS ME OFF
I no longer have the energy for meaningless friendships, forced interactions or unnecessary conversations. If we don’t vibrate on the same frequency there’s just no reason for us to waste our time. I’d rather have no one and wait for substance than to not feel someone and fake the funk.
I still catch myself feeling sad about things that don’t matter anymore.
If you’re going to leave, then that’s your choice. If you expect me to chase you, well that’s your choice, too.
Loving you was like going to war; I never came back the same.
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