You make me feel like I'm flying.

Jeff Buckley, you are perfect. Aside from the, uh, being dead part.
Your voice is heaven personified. Forever my favourite singer.

I just want to get in my car and drive away. To where... i don't know.

Cassie: Do you know what hurts most about a broken heart? Not being able to remember how you felt before. Try and keep that feeling, because if it goes... you'll never get it back.
Chris: What happens then?
Cassie: You lay waste to the world, and everything in it.

While you were sitting in the backseat smoking a cigarette you thought was gonna be your last, I was falling deep, deeply in love with you, and I never told you till just now.

We share conversations on how we're all just floating, through space and nothing matters, i'm looking for a pattern.


Can't we just disappear and take our chances, on a teenager's romances?

There is love in our bodies and it holds us together,
And it pulls us apart when we're holding each other,
We all need something to hold in the night,
We don't care if it hurts when we're holding too tight,
There is love in your body but you can't get it out,
It gets stuck in your head, won't come out of your mouth,
Sticks to your tongue and it shows on your face that,
The sweetest of words have the bitterest taste,
Darling, how I loved you from the start,
but you'll never know what a fool I've been,
Darling, how I loved you from the start,
but that's no excuse for the state I'm in.

When I see you the world stops. It stops and all that exists for me is you and my eyes staring at you. There’s nothing else. No noise, no other people, no thoughts or worries, no yesterday, no tomorrow. The world just stops, and it is a beautiful place, and there is only you. Just you, and my eyes staring at you. When you’re gone, the world starts again and I don’t like it as much… I just walk around in it and wait to see you again and wait for it to stop again. I love it when it stops. It’s the best thing I’ve ever known or felt, the best thing, and that is why I stare at you.

Live fast, die young.

The tattoo i'm getting.

Vent.

I am so sick of games.

People seem to be using and abusing my forgiving nature. Don't you dare tell me something you know will make me happy and will change the way i see you, then the next day pretend like you never said it and it wasn't a big deal. I can't seem to let this go from my consciousness and i know you don't even realise you have done something wrong. Tell me what you want, plain and simple and act upon it!