halfpastfour:

Story of a girl; Nine Days

this song is still stuck in my head…

halfpastfour:

I was so proud of myself. I thought I had become stronger. But over this past week I’ve proved myself wrong. I’ve spent the past four days crying myself to sleep and the past two days crying at school. So really turns out I’m nowhere near as strong as I thought I was. All I am now is pathetic. Pathetic an weak. I thought that maybe, just maybe I could make it out on my own, but I can’t. I can’t make it without you and all the things you’re taking with you. I miss you. I need you.

halfpastfour:

When the lights all went out we watched ourselves on the screen. they said we wouldnt feel a thing. but we laughed so hard, we realised it would sting. we’ve never learned a goddamn thing. i’m spending my high school career watching my heroes sell cars on the tv. and we’ve never learned a goddamn thing. if you think that is wrong, this has never meant a damn thing to you. find another way to make me pay.

(via halfpastfour)

(via halfpastfour)

halfpastfour:

Reach Out is a service that means a lot to a person like me. it trys to reduce teen suicide, and i think that is something that should be acknowledged. I’ve recently made a donation to this organisation, and well, im no preacher, but i think you should do the same. this is an issue that affects not only the youth of our nation, but also their families and friends. Reach Out also deals with issues such as teen depression, which is an issue that hits close to home. help out and make a donation, if not at least get the word out.

halfpastfour:

This is a story of a girl
Who cried a river and drown the whole world
But while she looks so sad in photographs
I absolutely love her when she smiles

How many days in a year
She woke up with hope
But she only found tears
And I can be so insincere
Making the promise is never for real
Is long as she stays there waiting
Wearing the holes in the soles of her shoes
How many days disappear
You look in the mirror so how do you choose
Clothes never wear as well as next day
Your hair never fell quite the same way
You never seem to run out of things to say

This is the story of a girl
Who cried a river an drown the whole world
But while she looks so sad in photographs
I absolutely love her
when she smiles

How many lovers would stay
Just to put up with this shit day after day
How do we wind up this way
Watching the mouths of the words that we say
As long as we stand here waiting
Wearing the clothes and the soles of her shoes
Clothes never wear as well as next day
Your hair never falls quite the same way
You never seem to run out of things to say

This is the story of a girl
who cried a river and drownd the whole world

but while she looks so sad in photographs
I absolutely love her
when she smiles

And your clothes never wear as well the next day
And your hair never falls the same the next day
You never seem to run out of things to say

This is the story of a girl
Who cried a river
And drown the whole world
And while she looks so sad in photographs
I absolutely love her

This is the story of a girl
Who’s pretty face she hid from the world
And while she looks so sad in photographs
I absolutely love her

This is a story of a girl
Who cried a river
And drown the whole world
But while she looked so sad in photograohs
I absolutely love her
when she smiles