fucking fuming.

people can just fuck right off. going to go live by myself on a desert island somewhere.

voices.

in my head, in my ear, behind my back.

a love like war, all time low ft. vic fuentes 
make a wish on our sorry little hearts
have a smoke, pour a drink, steal a kiss in the dark
fingernails on my skin like the teeth of a shark
i'm intoxicated by the lie

XO, fall out boy
put your ear to the speaker
and choose love or sympathy

check yes juliet, we the kings
just sneak out and
don't tell a soul goodbye

escape route, paramore
not quite a victory
to run from your problems
but it's the only plan i got

'i demand unconditional love and complete freedom. that is why i'm terrible' tomaz salamun

wow..

you'd think, after a drunken night out, that eventually remembering everything that happened would be a good thing. you'd remember all the funny, stupid stuff that happened.

not this time. i think i'd rather not be able to remember this one.