taylorparduhn:
My heart is on my sleeve
Wear it like a bruise or blackeye
My badge, my witness
That means that I believed
Every single lie you said
Cause every pane of glass that your pebbles tap negates the pains I went through to avoid you
And every little pat on the shoulder for attention fails to mention I still hate you
But there’s a light on in Chicago
And I know I should be home
All the colors of the street signs
They remind me of the pickup truck out in front of your neighbor’s house
She took me down and said,
“Boys like you are overrated, so save your breath.”
Loaded words and loaded friends
Are loaded guns to our heads
Cause every pane of glass that your pebbles tap negates the pains I went through to avoid you
And every little pat on the shoulder for attention fails to mention I still hate you
But there’s a light on in Chicago
And I know I should be home
All the colors of the street signs
They remind me of the pickup truck out in front of your neighbor’s house
You want apologies
Girl, you might hold your breath
Until your breathing stops forever, forever
the only thing you’ll get
Is this curse on your lips:
I hope they taste of me forever
7:59 pm • 16 September 2010 • 1 note
taylorparduhn:
This vacation’s useless
These white pills aren’t kind
I’ve given a lot of thought on this 13-hour drive
I miss the grinding concrete where we sat past 8 or 9
And slowly finished laughing in the glow of our headlights
I’ve given a lot of thought to the nights we use to have
The days have come and gone
Our lives went by so fast
I faintly remember breathing on your bedroom floor
Where I laid and told you, but you swear you loved me more
Do you care if I don’t know what to say
Will you sleep tonight will you think of me
Will I shake this off, pretend it’s all okay
That there’s someone out there who feels just like me
There is
Those notes you wrote me
I’ve kept them all
I’ve given a lot of thought of how to write you back this fall
With every single letter in every single word
There will be a hidden message about a boy that
loves a girl
Do you care if I don’t know what to say
Will you sleep tonight will you think of me
Will I shake this off, pretend it’s all okay
that there’s someone out there who feels just like me
There is
Do you care if I don’t know what to say?
Will you sleep tonight will you think of me
Will I shake this off, pretend it’s all okay
That there’s someone out there who feels just like me
Do you care if I don’t know what to say?
Will you sleep tonight will you think of me
Will I shake this off, pretend it’s all okay
That there’s someone out there who feels just like me
There is
7:59 pm • 16 September 2010 • 1 note
“A heart is a fragile thing. That’s why we protect them so vigorously, give them away so rarely and why it means so much when we do. Some hearts are more fragile than others. Purer somehow. Like crystal in a world of glass, even the way they shatter is beautiful.”
— Narrator, Everwood (via quote-book) (via taylorparduhn)
7:59 pm • 16 September 2010 • 1,379 notes
“I didn’t care that you left and abandoned me, what hurts more is I would still die for you.”
— (via taylorparduhn)
7:58 pm • 16 September 2010 • 3 notes
“Why can’t I feel anything from anyone other than you?”
— (via taylorparduhn)
7:54 pm • 16 September 2010 • 3 notes
“I know you well enough to know you’ll never love me”
— (via taylorparduhn)
7:53 pm • 16 September 2010
“We accept the love we think we deserve.”
— Charlie (via alexkagan) (via taylorparduhn)
7:53 pm • 16 September 2010 • 3 notes
taylorparduhn:
You know I don’t like sports, so why are you playing these games with my head. You act like I’m not hurt, then explain to me why I’m sitting the bench. I’m starting to scare myself, sometimes I don’t even know who i am. Just you and no one else, a faint image when I take a look back. Everyone is second guessing me. And no one seems to care about what I think. I don’t know what to do anymore wanna know why let me tell you. no time to think (no time to breathe) I remember at the end of the day you’d be there if i needed you this day won’t end, this love just might. I’m not sure when I realized that theres a lesson to be learned from all of these happenings just don’t get your hopes up. (Why?) Because I have no time, Well then you must not love me, she says. Hide behind if you can’t admit the times with her, that you don’t want to forget. Ask yourself this: Is this worth it?
7:53 pm • 16 September 2010 • 1 note