we-rewolf:

No Clue - Rotting Out

So, fuck every friend that felt obligated to listen but didn’t give a shit.
Fuck my teachers for wasting my time and said I was acting out.
Fuck the social worker that got paid to feel fucking sorry for me.
Fuck the church for filling my head with useless stories that never helped.
Fuck the cops for showing up fucking late.
Fuck my parents for making me pay for their mistakes.

holycorpse:

maybe I’m obsessive to think like this
probably not impressing you with my cheap tricks

expatriateblues:

Citizen | The Night I Drove Alone

And I should’ve crashed the car
When I was all alone
Escape from all I know

princessdarkcloud:

Burnt Out. Spent. Forgotten. | Continents. 

I want back the anger, I want back the pain, I want back the joy in simple things.

I’d do anything, give anything, do anything, give anything,

Just to lose this blank stare into the night.

americansadass:

I’ve spent most of today 
wondering the best way to say, 
“Save me some space on the route out of this place.”
I’ll speak clearly so you don’t misunderstand me.

Me of all people should know that you’ve a right to opinions,
but you’d save some face by keeping them.

Save me some space on the route out of this place.
I’ll speak clearly so you don’t misunderstand me.
Go home.

sleepnow-moon:

“The Summer” | Citizen

You said you’d stay, and you promised,
I finally see you out
Why’d you wait for the summer to chew and spit me out?
I sit awake and wait impatiently,
The same mistakes are waiting to be made

largemilk:

butts4ever:

I killed myself in 2010, ran my car straight through an intersection 
Became a ghost that only haunted strangers and stole their clothes 
I think i’ve probably cried on every sweater that you own  
But I thought you were beautiful in a sad way, like I was  

I’m not scared or alone but I feel scared and alone again 
I’ve been listless, there are too many things I never did or said  
I burned out at a young age, i only wanted things I couldn’t have 
And selfishly, I forgot to tell you I loved you and the life we had

hey this is a song i did for my friend Beau’s very cool project I’m So Glad. check it out if you wanna~

holy fuck this is incredddibbbleeee

yetanotherjohn:

It feels good
To say what I want
It feels good
To knock things down
It feels good
To see the disgust in their eyes
It feels good
And I’m gonna go wild
Spray paint the walls

I don’t want
To see the plan succeed
There won’t be room
For people like me
My life is their disease
It feels good
And I’m gonna go wild
Spray paint the walls

brent-andrews:

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