my brain is actually the devil

can someone teach me this whole positivity thing??? its a foreign language to me at this point

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only one road that we take until we fall down deep into our grave

but we sing and we dance and we smile and we pray that the light will show us

better ways

 and you know that the way that you play don’t shine bright I will try

to see through to the light

in your ways I cant help but to stay…only love is to gain

I cant let go of you even if ive tried

If I don’t see you tomorrow I hope you have a good night

ease my suffering to a minimal degree

if pains what you seek then pain is what you shall see

if I could hold you for the rest of my life

my love would be there right by my side

I cant let go of you even if ive tried

If I don’t see you tomorrow I hope you have a good night

In my mind you’ve gone too far

I won’t sit here anymore counting stars

When in my mind I’ve sat here dreaming of you

Don’t let go we’re almost there

You drive me crazy but love I swear

I’m here till the end…my friend

You’ve taken all of my air

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I cant seem to find it.

Where has it gone?

Is it hiding in the shadows,

or stumbling down

the sidewalk trying to find out,

why the world is so cold… Terrified

because he already knows.


Let’s play a fun game called “we’re just friends but I’d fuck you if you asked”


u ever hear a drum beat that changes ur life

anybody who knows me well knows that if i say anything was “interesting”..well it probably was terrible…or in most instances that i would describe something as “interesting”…it probably sounded terrible

I love being horribly straightforward. I love sending reckless text messages (because how reckless can a form of digitized communication be?) and telling people I love them and telling people they are absolutely magical humans and I cannot believe they really exist. I love saying, “Kiss me harder,” and “You’re a good person,” and, “You brighten my day.” I live my life as straight-forward as possible.

Because one day, I might get hit by a bus.

Maybe it’s weird. Maybe it’s scary. Maybe it seems downright impossible to just be—to just let people know you want them, need them, feel like, in this very moment, you will die if you do not see them, hold them, touch them in some way whether its your feet on their thighs on the couch or your tongue in their mouth or your heart in their hands.

But there is nothing more beautiful than being desperate.

And there is nothing more risky than pretending not to care.

We are young and we are human and we are beautiful and we are not as in control as we think we are. We never know who needs us back. We never know the magic that can arise between ourselves and other humans.

We never know when the bus is coming.

Rachel C. Lewis, Tell The People You Love That You Love Them  (via foxfoxwolf)

i love this show. alec baldwin doing nothing but acting like alec baldwin