She hits the lights.
This doesn’t seem quite fair.
Despite everything he learned from his friends,
he doesn’t feel so prepared.
She’s breathing quiet and smooth.
He’s gasping for air.
“This is the first and last time,” he says.
She fakes a smile and presses her hips into his.
He keeps his hands pinned down at his sides.
He’s holding back from telling her
exactly what it really feels like.
♥ Apr 26th at 1AM / tagged: brand new. sic transit gloria. glory fades. deja entendu. smoke. green. yellow. art. photography. / reblog
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You’ll find me under the sea, drowning in all you see.
a memory of you, always.
♥ Mar 13th at 11PM / tagged: brand new. play crack the sky. jesse lacey. art. memories. good times. / reblog
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♥ Mar 13th at 11PM / tagged: lydia. stay awake. illuminate. music. art. perfect. / reblog
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I watched the atlantic ocean rise to meet New York.
♥ Mar 3rd at 12PM / tagged: go radio. lucky street. city. city lights. beautiful. fog. clouds. art. / reblog
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someday ill find a queen to share my bed with.
back of my arm
But San Francisco sounds quite lovely…
♥ Feb 9th at 3PM / tagged: lydia. stay awake. art. music. lyrics. city. city lights. / reblog
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lifestyle.
♥ Jan 10th at 10PM / tagged: a rocket to the moon. love. pop punk. rocket. moon. art. / reblog
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