:P

iammadisonpaige:

Your worries are like clockwork
The sweat hits the floor passed three
What you don’t know is you waste those wishes
When you’re wishing it was me

‘Cause You had me at the doorstep
Before ever saying hello
You say I know your secrets,
But your secrets I don’t know.

For to me they aren’t encrypted,
Not a whisper, but a scream
It’s like your skin is written
In a language only I can read

You see I have this problem
Only God would understand
If I caved to all my vices
I’d taint your beauty with these hands

The devil is within me
The cross would burn upon my walls
I’ve been cursed with self-destruction
So off you I keep these paws

But your words are stirring something grand, dear
No longer do I think I can contain
These things that you call stars
My galaxy of desire is a celestial combustion of both pleasure and pain

So I’ll be waiting at the sunset,
You can see my moon teeth shine
And if you’re ready for destruction,
I’m ready to call you mine.

-M.P.

Love this

broken-gaydar:

starrygraveyard:

andr3wdost:

nathanieljosephruess:

herfunnyvideos:

lockedinabirdcage:

GUYS I JUST REALIZED WHY PAPER BEATS ROCK OH MY GOD

PAPER SYMBOLIZES WORDS WHICH SYMBOLIZES BRAINS

AND ROCK SYMBOLIZES BRAWN.

BRAINS OVER BRAWN.

MIND OVER MATTER.

PAPER OVER ROCK.

You clever little shit.

then what the fuck does scissors mean

lesbians

what

(via totallylesbians)

hipsters-watch-tv:

Knew it!