secretive:

I’m tired of a lot of things. Things that I shouldn’t have to worry about for a teenager like me. I’m sick of boys who think they’re the shit and can get anyone that they want. I’m tired of boys who are blunt and use excuses by saying “it’s the truth.” No, i think that it’s just plain rude of you to say that. I hate boys who are players because they mess with your heart. I hate the “it’s the complicated” or “we’re talking” phase because everything turns out broken in the end.

katuresque:

godthescreaming:

One night to speed up truth
We had a promise made
Four hands and then away
Both under influence
We had divine sense
To know what to say
Mind is a razorblade

To call for hands of above to lean on
Wouldn’t be good enough for me, no

One night of magic rush
The start - a simple touch
One night to push and scream
And then relief
Ten days of perfect tunes
The colors red and blue
We had a promise made
We were in love

To call for hands of above to lean on
Wouldn’t be good enough for me, no
To call for hands of above to lean on
Wouldn’t be good enough for me, oh

And you, you knew the hand of a devil
And you kept us awake with wolves teeth
Sharing different heartbeats in one night

I ♥ this song

 Aw(: