February 2012
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Take me, take me back to your bed I love you so much that it hurts my head I don’t mind you under my skin I’ll let the bad parts in, the bad parts in
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Please don’t lie, don’t lie to me that you’re not afraid, my love. I know you well enough to know you can’t be alone. If you were to roll, to roll down your window you’d find the wind, the ice, the trees that sway like skeletons outside. But when the cold, the dark, and the silence come it’s like a sudden rush of water through your heart and lungs.
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man
i’m feeling pretty alone.
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“My body is a dead language and you pronounce each word perfectly.”
– Sierra DeMulder, Unrequited Love Poem. (via valjeans) (via thenoone)
Octopodes
theinarticulateone:
The octopus that lives inside me is unfurling It stretches out its tentacles every which way there are more than eight and they are bigger than my mind They stretch, twirl, coil searching for the warmth of a somebody-else But mostly their suckers look for love the mutual kind they can create a vacuum seal around and hold onto for a while The octopus just wants to rest and as...
“I hate this feeling. Like I’m here, but I’m not. Like someone cares. But they...”
– Ellen Hopkins, Crank (via 6promises)
sand-in-my-dreams asked: Haha thanks I need the luck! Oooh I forgot to ask, did Sierra from Versaemerge come out and play If It Means A Lot To You with A Day To Remember?
lovinloveout replied to your post: It’s 2:00 and I haven’t left my bed I need a…
so that you can get in to mine.
haha!! I’ll be there in like 12 hours!
sand-in-my-dreams asked: That's lucky as! I have so many clashes. Yeah i loved The Used back in the day, I mean I know nothing from their last few albums but I definitely wanna catch them for their old stuff. They clash with Slipknot who I have to see a bit of. I dunno I'll try and catch a bit of both and just hope like god I get to hear the good songs haha
sand-in-my-dreams asked: Thanks! This has made me so excited for Friday now! eeep I really wanna see The Used and AVA but they clash with other people and argh I'm gonna end up in tears. But was Tom amazing?
It’s 2:00 and I haven’t left my bed
I need a reason to get out
Sunset: You All Know the Story of the Other Woman →
theinarticulateone:
It’s a little Walden. She is private in her breathbed as his body takes off and flies, flies straight as an arrow. But it’s a bad translation. Daylight is nobody’s friend. God comes in like a landlord and flashes on his brassy lamp. Now she is just so-so. He puts his bones back on, turning the…