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| wowso, over the summer i pretty much forgot about this site. but i'm gonna start posting again. (: sososo,herewego. 

















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| okay, time to set some things straight. lately, a few sites have been shut down due to complaints that the photographs such as the ones posted on this site are "stolen". never, at any point in time did i claim that the photographs i post were taken by me. I am simply reposting and redistibuting photography, so that other people can see and enjoy them. i understand that many of the photographs that i post originated from deviantart, where many of the artists have copyright limitations and such. if i violated their rights by posting any of these photographs, please just tell me which ones and i'll have them removed. I never intended to violate kind of restrictions and i would hate to have done that, so please let me know. i'm a reasonable kid, so bare with me. (: and now for the photos. (x 
 "Who were you there with? Cause I swear I've seen him before. Though, in the distance I just turned my head away. What part of clinging to the same trends makes sense to a girl who cries at least twice a day because she's unhappy?
 We could have made it with a couple of deep breaths. There was a light. We could have reached it, there was a light. Though, all this pain and aggravation causes me to feel that I was just a card dealt out of spite.
 Well, I call your bluff. Get with it, Get with it. Did you think that I was blind enough to not realize? Well better luck next, better luck next guy. And why was it, why was it every time that we would have it out you wouldn't cry? You'd just place your bet, make the call, go run and hide.
 Who were you there with? Cause I smell him on your skin. Though, in an instant I just turn my face in shame. Now, on the edge of demonstration, a suspicious feel that I was just a card dealt out of spite.
 Well, I call your bluff. Get with it, Get with it. Did you think that I was blind enough to not realize? Well better luck next, better luck next guy. And why was it, why was it every time that we would have it out you wouldn't cry? You'd just place your bet, make the call, go run and hide.
 My heart isn't broken, and I'm not dead. [king of hearts :: the sleeping]

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| sorry that i haven't posted in forever. to make it up, i'm gonna post ATONOFPICSOMGYAY. :D  i am heaven sent, don't you dare forget. i am all you've ever wanted, what all the other boys all promised. sorry i told. i just needed you to know. i think in decimals and dollars. i am the cause to all your problems, shelter from cold. we are never alone. coordinate brain and mouth. then ask me what's it like to have myself so figured out. i wish i knew...
 i hope this song starts a craze. the kind of song that ignites the airwaves. the kind of song that makes people glad to be where they are, with whoever they're there with. this is war. every line is about who i don't wanna write about anymore. hope you come down with something they can't diagnose, don't have the cure for. holding on to your grudge. oh it's so hard to have someone to love. and keeping quiet is hard. 'cause you can't keep a secret if it never was a secret to start. at least pretend you didn't wanna get caught..
 we're concentrating on falling apart. we were contenders, we're throwing the fight i just wanna believe, i just wanna believe, i just wanna believe in us.
 oh, we're so c-c-c-c-c-controversial. we are entirely smooth. we admit to the truth, we are the best at what we do. and these are the words you wish you wrote down. this is the way you wish your voice sounds, handsome and smart. oh my tongue's the only muscle on my body that works harder than my heart. and it's all from watching tv, and from speeding up my breathing. wouldn't stop if i could. oh it hurts to be this good. you're holding on to your grudge. oh it hurts to always have to be honest with the one that you love. oh, so let it go..
 we're concentrating on falling apart. we were contenders, we're throwing the fight i just wanna believe, i just wanna believe, i just wanna believe.. we're concentrating on falling apart. we were contenders, we're throwing the fight i just wanna believe, i just wanna believe, i just wanna believe in us.
 this is the grace that only we can bestow. this is the price you pay for loss of control. this is the break in the bend, this is the closest of calls. this is the reason you're alone, this is the rise and the fall.
 we're concentrating on falling apart. we were contenders, we're throwing the fight i just wanna believe, i just wanna believe, i just wanna believe.. we're concentrating on falling apart. we were contenders, we're throwing the fight i just wanna believe, i just wanna believe, i just wanna believe in us. [okay i believe you but my tommy gun don't :: brand new]
 I’d arrest you if I had handcuffs I’d arrest you if I had the time I’d throw you down in the backseat As if you'd committed a terrible crime
 I'd break in a town's worth of houses And rob whole families blind I’d do it to you like you'd do it to me If you knew you would get away fine
 I’d drown all these crying babies If I knew that their mothers wouldn’t cry I’d hold them down and I’d squeeze real soft And let a piece of myself die
 It’s hard to be the better man When you forget you’re trying It’s hard to be the better man
 I’d arrest you if I had handcuffs I’d arrest you if I had the time I’d wait for you outside the courtroom and taunt you when all your appeals were declined
 I’d drive my car off of a bridge If I knew that you weren’t inside With the pedal to the floor, who could ask for a more fantastic way to kill some time
 You could lay on your back and be beaten You could put up your fists and fight You could try and be way off
 It’s hard to be the better man When you forget you’re trying It’s hard to be the better man When you’re still lying
 It’s hard to be the better man When you forget you’re trying It’s hard to be the better man When you’re still lying You’re still lying [handcuffs :: brand new]




bruised_photography & ihxcdanceinthelivingroom & pinktinkbrit & morning_glory_photos (:
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