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doyou-havea-desti-nation:

Pretty little young thing
Small waist, big hair, broken heart.
She wakes up, deep red stains and last nights makeup smeared on her cocaine white pillow.
Doesn’t check her phone, still too early to regret the inebriated thoughts she pressed “send” on.
She makes her way to the bathroom, hugs her…

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trvl:

Now run, run away from the boys in the blue,
Oh, my car smells like chocolate
Hey, now I think about what to do, I think about what to say, I think about how to think
Pause it, play it, pause it, play it, pause it…

(Source: wanderingbreath)

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POSTED 6 months ago AT 10:16 pm

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“What kids are doing are killing themselves
They feel they have no control of their prisoner’s cell
And if you’re one of them then you’re one of me
And you would do almost anything just to feel free…”

✩ Fake You Out | Twenty One Pilots  (via terrehydg)

(via twentyonepilotss)


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“And how can you complain about life and talk about being bored?
If you just sit at Pete’s house playing video games, doing sniff that you can’t afford”

✩ The 1975, So far (its alright)

(Source: ohsnapitzmax)


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POSTED 7 months ago AT 8:43 pm

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c-itizen:

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fishthetank:

"I used to think you were cool, I believed you had a wonderful vision."

So Far (It’s Alright) - the 1975

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POSTED 7 months ago AT 7:48 pm

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brokenpeoples:

• I ponder of something great My lungs will fill and then deflate They fill with fire, exhale desire I know it’s dire, my time today
I have these thoughts so often I ought  To replace that slot with what I once bought Because somebody stole my car radio And now I just sit in silence
Sometimes quiet is violent I find it hard to hide it My pride is no longer in side it
It’s on my sleeve, my skin will scream Reminding me of who I killed Inside my dream, I hate this car That I’m driving there’s no hiding for me
I’m forced to deal with what I feel There is no distraction to mask what is real I could pull the steering wheel
I have these thoughts so often I ought To replace that slot with what I once bought
Because stole my car radio  And now I just sit in silence
I ponder of something terrifying Because this time there is no  sound to hide behind I find over the course of our human existance One this consist of consistance  And it’s that we’re all battling fear Oh dear, I don’t know if we know why we’re here
Oh my to deep please stop thinking I liked it better when my car had sound
There are things we could But from the things that work There are only two And from the two that we choose to do,  peace will win, and fear will lose
There’s faith and there’s sleep, We need to pick one please because Faith is to be awake, and to be awake is for us to think And for us to think is to be alive, and I will try with every rhyme To come across like I am dying to let you know you need to try to think
I have these thoughts so often I ought To replace that slot with what I once bought Because somebody stole my car radio  And now I just sit in silence.
 And now I just sit in silence! And now I just sit in silence! And now I just sit in silence! And now I just sit in silence! And now I just sit in silence! And now I just sit in silence! And now I just sit in silence!
I ponder of something great  My lungs will fill and then deflate They fill with fire exhale desire I know it’s dire my time today
I have these thoughts so often I ought To replace that slot with what I once bought
Because somebody stole my car radio  And now I just sit in silence •