Oh, for all the devils
we tediously fight and tied
against ourselves and them,
oh, for every little word,
covered by the dirt of breath,
which did not leave our mouths,
oh, for every friend we left,
and all new paths that we explore
when we twist and turn our thoughts,
and oh, for all that has stolen our sleep,
tell me: when will we flee
from the life which we abhor?
Miley Cyrus - Wrecking Ball (Chatroulette Version)
I can’t even
Is this becoming an every night thing, again? My dreams are supposed to be a place where I can escape my reality, not be attacked by it.
We better reblog this as much as we can 2013 is almost over