October 2010
Sometimes I cry so hard from pleading.
So sick and tired of all the needless beating. But baby, when they knock you down and out, that’s where you oughta stay.
We Stare At Broken Clocks.
The day you lost him, I slowly lost you, too. For when he died, he took a part of you.
If only sorrow could build a staircase, and tears could show the way. We would climb our way to Heaven, and bring him back home again.
unbreakable: 101 ways to be hardcore!!!! →
1) Be tough at all times. 2) Never cheer after a show… only clap. 3) Be open minded in a “punch people” kind of way. 4) Only the good hardcore bands have names that are sentences with bad grammar. Ex: Boy Hits Car, Boy Sets Fire, Boy Sets Car-fire. 5) Ankles are tough so bring your socks…
Stealing a gif. But...
I made symphonic choir.
It's about time I stop beating around the bush.
I’m just putting more wood onto the fire that’s burning away all my flesh.
I am beautiful.
And I love myself.
My boy.
Kenny: if(couple("Kenny","Bri")==true) { cuddle(); }
else { askOut("Kenny","Bri"); }
