Lover of beer, cats, and pop punk Rutgers University. Communication professional by day, show goer by night
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“No, no. I think he really did love you”
— Something my drunk best friend said to me, which both soothed and broke my heart at the same time (via scarred-teenager)
“There’s no difference between falling apart and falling in love.”
— Either way I’m on the floor crying your name. // How I want to remember you #3 (via teacup12)
tfb lyric parallels:
carry me down the street (2008) & twin size mattress (2013)
I GOT SO TIRED OF DISCUSSING MY FUTURE THAT I STARTED AVOIDING THE PEOPLE I LOVE. EVENINGS OF SILENCE AND MORNINGS OF NAUSEA SHAKE AND SWEAT AND I CAN’T THROW UP
Maps // The Front Bottoms
But you were broken bad yourself
You were mad as hell you felt
If you had done anything with anyone else it would have worked out so well.
But you are an artist and your mind don’t work the way you want it to.
One day you’ll be washing yourself with hand soap in a public bathroom.
(via thebottomfronts)
the hand tries to grip the pencil, but the fingers are too tense…
throwback to the concert at the Agora when a girl threw flowers on stage and Brian picked them up thinking they were for him, but she screams “Give them to Mat!” and brian got mad and threw the flowers at him. this is the reason I am alive.