trappedunderpizza: i wonder if people purposely give themselves bruises and cuts so they can take a picture of it on tumblr and get notes
aleftturn: I broke up with my girlfriend. I feel somewhat better, but still quite bitter, it’s strange really. You go from this one person being pretty much everything to you, and then to them being practically a stranger. I’m definitely at the “Story So Far” end of the pop-punk relationship spectrum though.
xtinaxtravagant: memento-monet: forever in a negative state of mind. stay negative
ofmiceandromanss: 2thpaste: City And Colour \...
shorturl: go away happy people with your happy relationships and happy lives and happiness
hardcoreforhardcore: I just wanna go to shows and make new friends.
skypride: I’m so afraid of getting hurt that I try not to like people anymore
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Pop Punk Band
Blink-182: Fate fell short this time, Your smile fades in the summer
New Found Glory: Though you swear that you are true, I still pick my friends over you
Man Overboard: My heart caves in when I look at you
The Story So Far: Cut the shit, be real with me. You're the only one I'll ever fucking judge
Fireworks: You don't need maps when you know where the sidewalk cracks
Set Your Goals: Don't Let This Win Over You
The Wonder Years: What I've learned was. It's not about forcing happiness, It's about not letting sadness win.
Such Gold: Hold on to whatever keeps, you warm inside
A Loss For Words: I'm still waiting here, for something to believe in
This Time Next Year: You're a walking disaster, you need to grow up
me to everyone in my school: ew stay away from my favourite bands
ocean of emotion, ocean of regret: It seems as if... →
steadybreathing: It seems as if no one is who they used to be. Although that’s not necessarily a bad thing, it scares me. Everyone’s evolving, moving forward, progressing, but I feel like I’m stuck. Stick to your roots and pursue your dreams. I don’t even know what my roots are or what my dreams are. I thought I…
“you’re so hot,” i whispered as i took my plate of food out of the microwave
my moms reaction to literally everything on the computer: what the hell is that