holding on for that teenage feeling...

the battle against memories...

via

parents: i think you still read/look at this. i miss you. love you. this is for you.

don't ever change...

the tail end...

you're not sure that you love me
but you're not sure enough to let me go
baby it ain't fair you know to just keep me hanging 'round

you say you don't want to hurt me
don't want to see my tears
so why are you still standing here just watching me drown

it's alright, i'll be fine
don't worry 'bout this heart of mine
take your love and hit the road
nothing you can do or say
you're going to break my heart anyway
just leave the pieces when you go

you can drag out the heartache
baby you can make it quick
really get it over with and just let me move on
don't concern yourself with this mess you left for me
i can clean it up you see
just as long as you're gone

you're not making up your mind
it's killing me wasting time
i need so much more than that

it's alright, i'll be fine
don't worry 'bout this heart of mine
take your love and hit the road
nothing you can do or say
you're going to break my heart anyway
just leave the pieces when you go

-wreckers

only the heartaches have given me sight...

it wasn't you...

to you i wish that i could say i wish you well
but i think i'll be waiting until i'm honestly able
i'm sure the air is lighter on the sea
and every city settled far away from me
cause now i'm negotiating with the fear
something's wrong with the daylight here
and i can't fix it
crooked or kind, if im free, if im fine
either way, whatever i do
whichever coast, there'll be room there for ghosts
either way, i'll be thinking of you

when gone i have sworn that i will worry not of satisfaction, justice, or the will God
i'm not sure there's any difference in the three
whatever the conscience decrees, i hope we both feel right
crooked of kind, if i'm free, if i'm fine
either way, whatever i do
whichever coast, there'll be room there for ghosts
either way i'll be thinking of you

there is a little lie behind every i love you...

i guess it's all you had to give...

i made myself pretty...i wish you'd look...

aeroplane::the everybody fields

i am a breathing time machine...