(via a-thousand-words)
I am waiting for something to wrong
I am waiting for familiar resolve
I am waiting for another repeat
Another diet fed by crippling defeat
And i am waiting for that sense of relief
I am waiting for you to flee the scene
As if you held in your hand the smoking gun
And on the floor lay the one you said you loved.
Death Cab for Cutie
6 hours ago on May 16, 2012 at 12:43pm
by maren-celest
(via -soulshine)
HelloGoodbye by YONIL
(via -soulshine)
(via you-mean-nothing-to-me)





