I feel like we've messed this upp too much to even start to fix it.


It won't make you hipster.


Reblogg.

;edit - note the tidpunkt vavava. l33333t ▲

fått en flarra i huvet




Baby i got a plan, run away as fast as you can.



Let's have a toast for the douchebags.

Ge mig januari. I'm done med det här året.


THERE'S A POINT IN LIFE WHEN YOU GET TIRED OF CHASING EVERYONE AND TRYING TO FIX EVERYTHING, BUT IT'S NOT GIVING UP. IT'S REALIZING THAT YOU DON'T NEED CERTAIN PEOPLE AND THEIR CRAP.


Here's where we prove all your fairytales wrong.


Reblogg. Här bor det kärlek.

Jag behöver hela mig så jag kan ge dig hela mig.


How do you say goodbye to someone you can't live without?


Sjunker lite lägre för varenda gång jag vänder om. Men jag vänder om, än en gång.


Linje 13 nittionittioåtta.



Den här staden är död, låt oss måla den röd.
Låt oss måla den blå, det får bli vad det blir.
På en öde perrong står en kub i betong,
Ingen ser vad det står men den sägs vara fin.
Vi blir trampade på men vi fortsätter gå.
Ingen vet vad det är men vi bär våra ärr.
Den här staden är död, låt oss måla den röd.
Låt oss måla den blå. Vi är bättre än grå.

Stop and stare, you start to wonder why you're here not there. And you'd give anything to get what's fair but fair ain't what you really need.


What a shame we all became such fragile broken things.


You should have opened your eyes. I was crazy for you.


But you can't be close enough unless I'm feeling your heart beat.


Sometimes we're broken and we don't know why.


So explain to me how it came to this, take it back to the night we kissed. It was Dublin city on a Friday night, with vodkas and coke, I was getting insomniac.



Shine along


Stick to what feels real.


It's like you smiled and shook my hand and said "hey, I'm about to screw you over, big time"


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