Alexandra Elle, Words from a Wanderer (via sexual-feelings)
Modern Baseball - Apartment (Acoustic)
I walk home with my eyes low,
Dreaming up conversations we’ll have tomorrow,
Your loose ends, my new friends,
All the classes in high school we fell asleep in,
But now I can hardly close my eyes.
I USED TO BE SO SCARED OF ANYONE LOOKING AT ME NOW I POST NAKED PHOTOS OF MYSELF ON THE INTERNET
I USED TO TAP THE WALLS AT SCHOOL TO KEEP CONTROL OF MY THOUGHTS NOW I CRY DRIVING 70 DOWN THE HIGHWAY
I USED TO WRITE 13 PAGE LETTERS TO LOVERS IN MY FREE TIME NOW I CAN’T EVEN WRITE MORE THAN 5 LINES IN A POEM
Made this tonight because Peach by The Front Bottoms was on a heavy repeat all day. Still needs to be cleaned up a bit, but it’s coming along!
I couldn’t get the boy to kill me, but I wore his jacket for the longest time.
Richard Siken, Crush (via rosyfever)
people with the same name as me are cute but they need to remember who is in charge