This song has helped a lot, but still, I fucking miss her. I showed her I still cared, she fucked me off. I should have seen it coming from her.
When me and Maddy got together, one of my “friends” said, “you can do much better,” and the only respone I had and the only response necessary to shut him up was “I don’t want better. There is no better.”
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Los Campesinos!
—This Is How You Spell, "HAHAHA, We Destroyed the Hopes and Dreams of a Generation of Faux-Romantics"
Los Campesinos! - “This Is How You Spell “HAHAHA, We Destroyed the Hopes and Dreams of a Generation of Faux-Romantics”“
The trails on your skin spoke more to me than the reams and reams of half finished novels you’d leave lying all over the place
And every quotation that’d dribble from your mouth like a final, fatal livejournal entry
I know
I am wrong
I am sorry
(via yrdoomed)
It’s isn’t fair. All I do is miss her.
I even asked if she was okay and she didn’t give a shit.
If she even slightly appreciated how hard that was she’d have at least talked to me.
I’m so fucking lonely, and she doesn’t give a shit.
I love her, and she’s too fucking selfish to care.
4600th post and I’m writing it wankered, whop!
But yeah, maddy turned up and I didn’t know she was coming so I drank a lot and now I can’t see.
Drunken words are drunken. Banjolsoeiuriskakekdkskkalaakla
(via beautiful-doomed)
British bands I am slowly falling in love with:
- Los Campesinos!
“…And all you can hear is the sound of your own heart. And all you can feel is your lungs flood and the blood course”
(via fuckyeahloscampesinos)
I may look innocent but goddamn my thoughts are filthier than a whore’s mind
replace whore with serial killer and yeah i guess that’s accurate
It’s funny because Phil’s mum is convinced I am a serial killer.
