Let’s beg for a new start so we can kiss the sky-then fall apart reaching for nowhere and we get lost in the momentum// gain some perspective and grab at the glimpses// maybe the future will get em// maybe the present will hit em// They’re all trying to convince us “You’re better off”// we’ll play pretend say it was him instead// maybe the face isn’t my only saving grace// It was so sweet to have that taste- a new flavor for a new day, a new night- it’s only right. Nights are getting colder and I’m only getting older shooting for the stars so I can make out with the sky and say; “Damn right. It’s my time.”
everytime it gets close to October i start reblogging the fuck out of this
i just really wanna hang out with snoop
Four score and seven beers ago
i had a book when i was a kid where u could write ur own knock knock jokes and im still laughing at it
when your parents walk in when a sex scene is on
If anyone is ever feeling sad today here is a tiny puppy being tickled.
Feel better soon friends.