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“Still we pretend that our lives do not consist of chasing shit that helps us cope with how we see ourselves.”

Hail The Sun (via undergroundwasteland)

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Hail The Sun - Dead Messages Picture by seanasaur I did the editing/photoshop :).

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Every time that you leave my house, I fear that your truck flips, or crashes. I’m always assuming the worst. It’s not healthy to be so fucking anxious and desperate. My train of thought always derails. All is calm at the moment. Nothing’s wrong as of now but my heart drops when the telephone rings, “I’m not sure you’re the one.” Do you think that it’s time to let our lives divide? I’ll reflect where we met, back at the restaurant where we worked. Remember our booth in the back room? Things were much simpler then. Post college daydreams on Ivy. Learning your curves in the bed. All is calm at the moment. Nothing’s wrong as of now but my heart drops when the telephone rings, “I’m not sure you’re the one.” If you think that it’s time then let our lives divide.

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she craves the contents of my loaded gun

squeeze out a round onto your eager tongue

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DON’T LET SOME ASSHOLE EX RUIN YOUR FAVORITE BAND OR MUSIC OR COFFEE SHOP FOR YOU. LISTEN TO AND WATCH AND HANG OUT UNTIL THEY ARE WASHED OUT OF IT DONT LET THEM TAKE THAT FROM YOU

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Unmute it

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remember in 2006 when you accidentally hit the internet button on your flip phone and then you had to press end 40 times to keep your parents from paying for such a luxury

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cute dating tip: don’t cheat on your partner you fucking pathetic piece of shit

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But I don’t want small talk. Text me, and without saying hello, tell me why you got so angry at your sister this morning. Tell me why you have a scar shaped like Europe on the left side of your neck. Send me paragraphs about the time you spent at your grandmother’s house that one summer. Call me when I’m half asleep and tell me why you believe in God. Tell me about the first time you saw your dad cry. Go on for hours about things that may not seem important because I promise that I’ll be hanging on to every word you say. Tell me everything. I don’t want someone who just talks about the weather.

(via bl-ossomed)

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Knuckle Puck- Skate and Surf 2014

They kill it live!!