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I don’t know why…

But I’m always surprised when girls are into me, even when I’m weird and needy.

Just think of your future, and think of your dreams. You’ll get away from here, you’ll get away eventually.
Paramore / Future (via essence-of-paramore)

Don’t go where I can’t follow

Watched this last night.

iwanttobehappy-again:

that’s it.

iwanttobehappy-again:

that’s it.

hayley-and-amy:

I let my heart go, it's somewhere down at the bottom,but I'll get a new one, and come back for the hope that you've stolen

hayley-and-amy:

I let my heart go, it's somewhere down at the bottom,
but I'll get a new one, and come back for the hope that you've
stolen

let me be, set me free

I am not a graceful person. I am not a Sunday morning or a Friday sunset. I am a Tuesday 2am, I am gunshots muffled by a few city blocks, I am a broken window during February. My bones crack on a nightly basis. I fall from elegance with a dull thud, and I apologize for my awkward sadness. I sometimes believe that I don’t belong around people, that I belong to all the leap days that didn’t happen. The way light and darkness mix under my skin has become a storm. You don’t see the lightning, but you hear the echoes.
Anna Peters
(via skeletales)