(Source: anchortwat, via feellikeapuzzle)

now look her in the eye, say baby I love you
i never put no one above you
and if you feel that way
go ahead and kiss your baby
no driving, no sleeping
what it look like? it’s the weekend
when the dj play the right song
gonna drink, gonna party all night long
the call - regina spektor
let your memories grow stronger and stronger
until they’re before your eyes
you’ll come back
when they call you
no need to say goodbye
(Source: jax-teller, via pineappledelirium)
it’s gonna be love
it’s gonna be great
it’s gonna be more then I can take
it’s gonna be free
it’s gonna be real
it’s gonna change everything I feel
it’s gonna be sad
it’s gonna be true
it’s gonna be your the one to do
it’s gonna be hard
it’s gonna be tough
it’s gonna be more then just enough
it’s gonna be love
“bruised orange” — bon iver
for a heart stained in anger grows weak and grows bitter.
you become your own prisoner as you watch yourself sit there,
wrapped up in a trap of your very own chain of sorrow.