“I should ink my skin with your name
And take my passport out again
And just replace it
See I could do without a tan
On my left hand,
Where my fourth finger meets my knuckle
And I should run you a hot bath
And fill it up with bubbles
Cause maybe you’re loveable
Maybe you’re my snowflake
And your eyes turn from green to gray
And in the winter I’ll hold you in a cold place
And you should never cut your hair
Cause I love the way you flick it off your shoulder”
How do I say that I need to move on. You know we’re headed separate ways
And it feels like I am just too close to love you. There’s nothing I can really say. I can’t lie no more, I can’t hide no more. Got to be true to myself.
So I’ll be on my way
(via diirtyglam)
“This is not the sound of a new man or crispy realization. Its the sound of the unlocking and the lift away. Your love will be safe with me.”
-Bon Iver; Re:Stacks
eggs.
You can get addicted to a certain kind of sadness
Like resignation to the end, always the end
So when we found that we could not make sense
Well you said that we would still be friends
But I’ll admit that I was glad it was over
Now you’re just somebody that I used to know
Yes please.
(Source: callherv, via thepinkandgreenlillylover)
love it.
(via diirtyglam)
realize.
Also I really love Ellen.
