A Walk Through Hell - Say Anything
‘Cause they chose you
As the model
For their empty little dreams.
With your new head
And your legs spread
Like a filthy magazine.
And they hunt you
And they gut you
And you give in.
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I want a love like my bed. Someone to support me, someone comfortable, someone who will listen to everything I say, and will be there to catch all my tears. Essentialy, a bed is the greatest model of an idealistic love there is.
(via orientaltiger) (via joyeuse)
And if they sent a whirlwind,
I’d hug it like a harmless little tree.
Or an earthquake,
I’d calm it,
And I’d bring you back to me,
And I’d hold you
In my weak arms like a first born.
i just want to sit in front of the ocean for a little while