Urg. Gotta finish packing in the morning. Yay for not reaching REM sleep.
“Fuck the world, fuck the stars, fuck the person you are, none of this will matter if I don’t give up folding my cards. I keep tripping over the same steps. The stars aren’t beautiful. Advice is never useful. And I still walk the line held tight with my regrets. I’d rather die than live like this.”
Senses Fail “Ali For Cody” (via syntaxend)
(Source: dysfunctionalfun)
(Source: computerviruses)
(Source: makeitmagnificent)
He Has His Mother’s Voice by Stephen Dye
So where are you, my little needle?
When I fall down, I’ll fall apart. Trade in my bike for a shopping cart. And beg change from a world that needs some, like i need someone.
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