It’s the music that grows all the illusion and fears. It’s the music that makes the confusion become clear.
The rain starts off, it wakes you up, you can't... →
My opinion, through someone else.
“You may not be her first, her last, or her only. She loved before she may love again. But if she loves you now, what else matters? She’s not perfect - you aren’t either, and the two of you may never be perfect together but if she can make you laugh, cause you to think twice, and admit to being human and making mistakes, hold onto her and give her the most you can. She may not be...
Elvis and Annabelle, Best movie I’ve ever seen.
Crushed heart, hidden.
Erase the demons out of our memory, Change your name and your identity. Afraid of the truth and our dark history.
Prison walls still standing tall, Some things...
Slavery stitched into the fabric of my clothes, Chaos and commotion wherever I go, love I try to follow. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NkKX2xkOfp4&list=UL&playnext=2
You're given a flower, But I guess there's just no... →
Here we are. →
Although you were biased I love your advice Your comebacks they’re quick And probably have to do with your insecurities There’s no shame in being crazy, Depending on how you take these Words I’m paraphrasing this relationship we’re staging
It takes no time to fall in love, but it takes you years to know what love is.
He sits on top of a mountain, Pumping blood through the veins of creation, Land and sky, he aches for her, But can’t find his way, can’t live no more.
Slot in my mind.
( Listening to Bye Bye Bye - Plants & Animals) Constantly changing opinions, friends, family, life. Music is all I have, and I’m not even that good with my music. I’m not as knowlegeable on musicians, or their music as my friends. I don’t listen to the right music. I don’t read the right books. I don’t take the right photos. I don’t do the right work....
Here we are.
We are here, we are now. Feel the air, breath it in deep, let it out slow, smile. This is all we have, air.
I love sleep. Because life has the tendancy to fall apart when I’m awake.