(via jenn--t)
(Source: justkeepsmiling95)
(Source: coicaneblunts)
I dive in at the deep end
and you become my best friend
I want to love you but I don’t know if I can
“Nothing big, nothing grand/ nothing useful, nothing planned/ nothing smart or at least not very/ nothing revolutionary/ nothing urgent, nothing hot/ maybe quiet, maybe not. Nothing hard, nothing wet/ nothing naked, well not yet/ nothing witty, nothing wise/ no big deal, no first prize. Nothing solemn, nothing set/ nothing much to give or get/ nothing now but me and you/ nothing more, thanks, that will do.”
-a poem I got from hitRECord.org
(via artpixie)
I told you to be patient
I told you to be fine
I told you to be balanced
I told you to be kind
In the morning I’ll be with you
But it will be a different “kind”
I’ll be holding all the tickets
And you’ll be owning all the fines
