I will lie awake, lie for fun and fake the way I hold you.
Let you fall for every empty word I say.
I will lie awake, lie for fun and fake the way I hold you.
Let you fall for every empty word I say.
How is your spine? It’s been quite some time, since it packed its shit up and left you behind.
(Source: instillness, via bluebirdofsorrow)
Being easy ain’t pretty my sugar coated baby.
My achromantic, post-traumatic baby. You’re barely alive.
(Source: punkiller-of-zombies)
But when I say let’s keep in touch,
I really mean I wish that you’d grow up.