Lately, I’ve been thinking about who I want to love, and how I want to love, and why I want to love the way I want to love, and what I need to learn to love that way, and who I need to become to become the kind of love I want to be… and when I break it all down, when I whittle it into a single breath, it essentially comes out like this: Before I die, I want to be somebody’s favorite hiding place, the place they can put everything they know they need to survive, every secret, every solitude, every nervous prayer, and be absolutely certain I will keep it safe. I will keep it safe.
Sleeping with sirens
Macklemore and ryan lewis
queens of stone age
just some of the bands i saw at leeds, the whole weekend was just amazing and im surprised how close we got to the front at nearly every band. 2 people away from the front at blink 182 may i add ;D + 0
It’s half ache, half compulsion. I don’t know if I want to pull you closer or leave you behind. Don’t know if from afar we look like some multi-story car crash. Mostly, I can’t do it by halves. I either want to spend the rest of my life with you or I never want to see you again. It’s do or die. I’ll kiss you or I’ll kill you. All I know is that I won’t do both.