Personally typed conflictions of my mind between relevant lyrics & spiritual encouragement.
My Last Song To Jenny / The Avett Brothers
I want to live and I want you to live happy and free. But I don’t know how to seperate the now from what used to be.
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I love unmade beds. I love when people are drunk and crying and cannot be anything but honest in that moment. I love the way people look when they first wake up and they’ve forgotten their surroundings. I love the gasp people take when their favorite character dies. I fall in love with people and their honest moments all the time. I fall in love with their breakdowns and their smeared makeup and their daydreams. Honesty is just too beautiful to ever put into words. Unknown (via palides)
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