Follow Your Passion: A Seamless Tumblr Journey
I want my cake and I want to eat it too
I'll find solace, I'll find my way home
you're born in December and im born in June
if you send for me you know ill come
now my life is sweet like cinnamon
your poetry's bad and you blame the news
Hold me, console me and then ill leave without a trace
if you wanna go where my body goes, that's where you'll find me
you'll wait?
I'll wait.
whispering angel
put the beatles on, light the candles
go back to bed
everyone from town says that you're so cool
If you're stressed out, just know, you can dance to your song,
'cause we got you.
days passed by
missing you in appalachia
Got your Bible, got your gun
theres things I wanna talk about but better not to give
pink slippers all on the floor
put on some lipstick and a smile, and follow her rhythm.
tough like the stuff in your grandpa's glass
On this road there are no godspoke men.
They are gone and I am left
and they have taken with them the world.
you know you're better than this.
the flames rose to her roman nose
and her walkman started to melt
like a .38 made out of brass
im not a violent dog i don't know why i bite
im invisible, look how you hold me
God gave us memory
so that we might have roses in December.
'Bang!', says the gun.
tarnished
Tell trip im over him. He's a creep