Sell me out, I’m yesterday’s old news. Phrases left on paper, black ink bleeding through the pages where we made our history. Call me foolish, I feel helpless.

1 day ago with 9 notes

Don’t forget, we’ve got unfinished business
stories yet to unfold, tales that must be retold
and I regret not knowing when to put an end to all this madness;
keeps me wanting more.

1 day ago with 33 notes