February 2012
66 posts
Bon Iver: And I told you to be patient, and I told you to be fine. I told you to be balanced, and I told you to be kind, but now all your love is wasted. And then who the hell was I?
Death Cab: So one last touch and then you'll go and we'll pretend that it meant something so much more. But it was vile, and it was cheap and you are beautiful but you don't mean a thing to me. Yeah, you are beautiful but you don't mean a thing to me
Radiohead: But I can't help the feeling I could blow through the ceiling if I just turn and run. And it wears me out... It wears me out. If I could be who you wanted, if I could be who you wanted all the time... all the time.
Brand New: You are calm and reposed, let your beauty unfold. Pale white like the skin stretched over your bones, spring keeps you ever close. You are secondhand smoke, you are so fragile and thin standing trial for your sins. Holding onto yourself the best you can. You are the smell before rain, you are the blood in my veins.
Nicki Minaj: You a stupid hoe, you a you a stupid hoe. You a stupid hoe, you a you a stupid hoe. You a stupid hoe, you a you a stupid hoe. You a stupid hoe, you a you a stupid hoe. You a stupid hoe, yeah you a you a stupid hoe.You a stupid hoe you a you a stupid hoe. You stupid stupid, you a stupid hoe
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Daddy interrogates daughter to get a confession on who is her favorite parent.
You give me butterflies ♥: →
lheiongsitco:
Think how many people have sat next to you on a bus, train, whatever. Now think how many people have sat next to you on purpose, with their fingers crossed in hope that you’ll talk to them. I’m sure somebody has. There’s plenty of times when somebody’s seen you and hoped that you spoke to them, but you never did, ‘cause you don’t have the guts, and neither do they. Don’t go around...
Mom: What's wrong?
My mind: I used to do so well in school but I'm not anymore.
My mind: The people I call friends, aren't my actual friends.
My mind: I'm constantly feeling alone.
My mind: I'm starting to look at myself different.
My mind: Nothing feels the same anymore.
My mind: I feel like I'm going to fail at anything I try to do.
My mind: I haven't been eating that much and I'm hungry all the time.
My mind: I feel like no one cares bout me.
My mind: I just wanna sleep all day and never wake up.
Me: Oh nothing I'm fine.
Nakakatawang isipin na nung mga bata tayo,... →
hissweetsexything:
Nakakatawang isipin na nung mga bata tayo, nagmamadali tayong tumanda. Nagmamadaling mahiwalay sa mga magulang, makatuntong ng kolehiyo, maranasan ang umibig, bumyahe ng mag-isa sa malayo, tumayo sa sariling mga paa. Ngunit habang tumatanda na tayo, hindi nagiging madami ang maraming bagay, nagiging komplikado ang lahat. Hindi nalulutas ng isang kendi ang problema sa pamilya,...
The Paradox of Our Age. →
frappediaries:
The paradox of our time in history is that we have taller buildings, but shorter tempers; wider freeways, but narrower viewpoints. We spend more, but have less; we buy more, but enjoy it less.
We have bigger houses and smaller families; more conveniences, but less time. More degrees, but less sense; more knowledge, but less judgment; more experts, but more problems; more...
“Have you ever been in love? Horrible, isn’t it? It makes you so vulnerable. It...”
– Rose Walker, from The Sandman by Neil Gaiman (via vivatregina)
