Hell is other people’s playlists.– Magnificent Ruin (via nevver)
I’m not brave any more, darling. I’m all broken. They’ve broken me.– Ernest Hemingway (via akidnamedcudi)
Cause my bright is too slight to hold back all my dark.
I wish I could be more endearing to people. I wish they could be more endearing to me. I can swallow a shot of whiskey down better than I can refer to them as honey or sweetheart or baby. Somehow that feels more poisonous to me than taking that shot or winding up for that punch. Maybe that’s my problem. Maybe my problem is intimacy. But I just chalk it up to I can only give so much and right...
We treat mishaps like sinking ships, and I know that I don’t want to be...– Modest mouse
I’m not sure why I keep bailing you out. It must be because I need more shit to keep me up until 3 am.
The champ goes down like a clown in the second round. I wish we’d had a...– Brand New