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I Hate Myself

—Kind Of A Long Way Down

genghisthomisdead:

I Hate Myself // Kind Of Long Way Down

Crawled out the window on the fourteenth floor. Said, “I don’t know,” then didn’t say anymore. She used the window instead of the door. Now I’m alone up on the fourteenth floor. But I’m not high, i’m not high. She said good-bye, and I don’t know why.

(Source: genghisthom, via ishotgunnedabeerandwentbacktobed)

choirvandalsstl:

There’s nothing left, no words, no sentiments, just copied quotations and coughing fits.

So I drive at night to occupy some time, if I’m kept quiet, I’m kept in line.

But how could I be, by myself see, I’ve got this thing for pain.

So I’ll stay tipsy, drunken and dizzy, at night and in the rain.

I’ll lie on the ground and spin my favorite records around, until I’m wide awake and it’s morning.

I’ve lost control, but god it feels incredible, if you tear the skin do you break the bone.

The more I take, the more I push away, what a brilliant idea, a sweet escape.

You should see the look in my eyes when I mean it, could you help me with my secret disguise I’ve been meaning, to get rid of, help me dig the old one up.

I’ll lie on the ground and spin my favorite records around, until I’m wide awake and it’s morning.

I’ve lost control, but god it feels incredible, if you tear the skin do you break the bone.

You may already be dreaming, thought you saw light behind a windowsill, coming from a basement on the hill.

(via 6131records)

Have Heart

—Bostons

water-in-your-lungs:

Bostons// Have Heart

"And in this city you once knew as hell, is a garden where I enjoy myself.”

(via xspunj13x)