sleep with one eye open

Gahhh

(via sunrooms)

Well, sad, small, sweet, so delicate
It used to be this dying breed
Well I’ve got a bad feeling about this
I’ve got a bad feeling about this

You kept still until the long drive home
And slept safe and close to the window…
Well, I’ve got a bad feeling about this
I’ve got a bad feeling ab

Most of this garbage I write That these people seem to like Is about you And how I let you infect my life And if they got to know you I doubt that they would see it They’d wonder what i showed you How you could leave it A friend in Chicago said that I should stay persistant If I stay around, im bound to break resistance Fuck you lucy for defining my existance Fuck you and your differences.

Did they tell you, you should grow up
When you wanted to dream
Did they warn you, better shape up
If you want to succeed
I don’t know about you, who are they talking to?
They aren’t talking to me

” It turns out you were into yourself; It turns out you couldn’t find a way out. Just once more for my babygirl”

I woke up near the sea.

Desperation is the raw material of drastic change. Only those who can leave behind everything they have ever believed in, can hope to escape.

I asked her to never change.

Apparently the only thing that stays the same is change.

Lost in the waves, the red flows in the wake.

I can’t breathe, swallowed by the sea.

Are you coming up?

Or falling under?

You pull the strings