you’ll never be a better kind
if you don’t leave the world behind
waste my days
drowned aways
it’s just the thought of you
you’ll never be a better kind
if you don’t leave the world behind
waste my days
drowned aways
it’s just the thought of you
“how are you?” he said to me
I said it back to him
The stillness in stillness is not the real stillness;
(via brainsquint)
I’ve been searching for the daughter
of the devil himself
I’ve been searching for an angel in white
I’ve been waiting for a woman
who’s a little of both
and I can feel her
but she’s nowhere in sight
I was stone, stone, stone in love with you