a great year
You say you’ll cut your bangs, I’m calling your bluff. When you lie to me, it’s in the small stuff. Now the flesh is melting off of your bones. The maggots around your heart make themselves at home. Where the river flowed, I am left alone. I just stood there, bathed in the quiet.
Hey dude I really hate everything you do
But I’m trying really hard to not hate you
Hating you won’t make you suck any less!!
My dad was telling me about these girls at his old college who invented a nail polish that paints on clear, and if you stir your drink with your finger with the nail polish on, it will react with the “Date Rape” drug and turn red.
Dude. It’s genius.
I saw this before and didn’t reblog it because it didn’t have anything to say how but now that there is a link saying how I wil reblog it.
And I pause where I am for a second when I hear your name
Sometimes I think I see your face in improbable places
Do those moments replay for you?
When I’m suddenly there and then won’t go away
When you’re sitting in the living room reading for the afternoon
Do you put your book down look and try to find me there?