Every line is about,
who I don’t wanna write about anymore.
Hope you come down with something
they can’t diagnose, don’t have the cure for.
It is a dangerous place where we put ART, but sacred where we make it.
(Source: ladyxgaga, via artmafias)
And all at once the forest caught aflame.
What once was us dancing among the ashes
turned to me still holding the fire,
it’s brilliance licking at my palms
as the trees folded in.
Darling, there’s nothing left to burn but me.
Good Graces, Bad Influence by The Spill Canvas; Abnormalities
Keep me a heartbeat shy of an ambulance
you went to the paramore concert? when did it start and end!
I did! It started at 8, paramore came on at 9:10, and it ended at 10:45!
The Moment That It Stops - The Narrative
You said your heart will follow me until the moment that it stops.