I just can’t get enough of this shit. I love it. I need more followers, I’m a newbie.
Their are so many people with naked tumblr’s. Gotta love america and the world wide web.
It’s true that no one knows you like I do but even if I cant say the words on my mind. I think of you all the time I need you the stable ground beneath my feet, a piece of me is missing.
The days move faster without you here. A subtlety I’ve come to know.
My iPhone is my best friend.
I hate how certain songs I love can seriously paint a better picture of a memory than I could imagine. It sucks when those memories are the last thing you need to be reminded of. If there is one thing I wanna do before I die it’s to write more songs, songs can portray things that I personally don’t have the guts or persistence to accomplish. simple melodies combined with the hearts...
This heart isn’t beating fast for no reason….
empty streets beg for movement. empty hearts need space. empty thoughts breathe insipration. empty promises kill them all.