Alora- Were still on!
check your facebook! i dont know what time youre coming overrr
RISE AGAINST: SAVIOR
It kills me not to know this but I’ve all but just forgotten
What the color of her eyes were and her scars or how she got them
As the telling signs of age rain down a single tear is dropping
Through the valleys of an aging face that this world has forgotten
There is no reconciliation that will put me in my place
And there is no time like the present to drink these draining seconds
But seldom do these words ring true when I’m constantly failing you
Like walls that we just can’t break through until we disappear
So tell me now
If this ain’t love then how do we get out?
Because I don’t know
That’s when she said I don’t hate you boy
I just want to save you while there’s still something left to save
That’s when I told her I love you girl
But I’m not the answer for the questions that you still have
But the day pressed on like crushing weights
For no man does it ever wait
Like memories of dying days
That deafen us like hurricanes
Bathed in flames we held the brand
Uncurled the fingers in your hand
Pressed into the flesh like sand
Now do you understand?
So tell me now
If this ain’t love then how do we get out?
Because I don’t know
That’s when she said I don’t hate you boy
I just want to save you while there’s still something left to save
That’s when I told her I love you girl
But I’m not the answer for the questions that you still have
1000 miles away
There’s nothing left to say
But so much left that I don’t know
We never had a choice
This world is too much noise
It takes me under
It takes me under once again
I don’t hate you
I don’t hate you, no
So tell me now
If this ain’t love then how do we get out?
Because I don’t know
That’s when she said I don’t hate you boy
I just want to save you while there’s still something left to save
That’s when I told her I love you girl
But I’m not the answer for the questions that you still have
I don’t hate you
I don’t hate you, no
… will he give you a ride if you bought a MacBook from him?
(Source: fuckyeahjonnycraig)
REALLY DUDE? R E A L L Y.
hahah you’re straight whack dude. Get over yourself.
I feel abstract.
verbose.
unreachable.
jaded.
There is always one person that knows your weaknesses. One person who you let in and gave what little, wavering faith you have left to. And from the very second you meet them, you know they’re going to be important; their going to be a milestone in your life and you want them for always. And then, somehow, by some magic, you two become close. You become mutually important; even to the extent that you understand that when they met you, they knew you would be important to them. Sometimes you don’t even know it what exact context they will fall into, but they’re there. Their all that matters.
…and just when you reach that apex, just when you put that last bit of hope you’ve mustered-up throughout the last two years in this person…the kind that will just break you if you’re let down again…the kind that is only allotted in certain amounts each lifetime because it nests in naievity…
They tear it from you in the most vile way. They disregard it just as they disregard you. Its gone. You become nothing. Our union and presence in each other’s life was insignificant.
We aren’t speaking. I doubt that will change.
I’m done trying & you never did in the first place.
So I am once again left with these scars that re-enforce the idea that I should be guarded and never take anyone at their word because I will be the one paying for them later. The idea that nothing is special and nothing is sacred.
Thanks for the reality check.
(via strangersinastrangeland)
