Brii. 17.Looking to fall in love. Girls.Guys .


My face.

innovatus-et-felicem:

loserapproaching:

He looks so done.

This is my favorite thing ever

(Source: karmaplus, via acutelesbian)

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(trm) civil war (via acutelesbian)

How dare you make my fingertips feel
like fumbling apologies for reaching
for a love that could bring me to my knees.
You warned me to not get too close
then complained about the walls.
Do you mean what you say at all?

You’re saying, you’re swearing
you can’t be what I need but
in the same breath,
you’re kissing me, inviting me into your bed.
There’s a civil war between your heart and head.

Well if I was a wishing well,
you’d have drained me dry.
And I know I should be wishing you well
but you’re not the type who’s good with goodbyes.
Well neither am I.

You’re saying, you’re swearing
I can’t be what you need
but you’re taking from me what you
wanted every boy to be,
filling my veins with roses and lead.
There’s a civil war between my heart
and head.

Hey now girl, excuse my lack of modesty
but you wouldn’t know honesty if it was
having a drink with you at the bar,
so pick a new defense because how
could you ever know what you want if
you don’t even know who you are?

You’re saying, you’re swearing
you can’t be what I need,
but you never asked so let’s not pretend
that it’s me you’re protecting
while you drink til your eyes turn red.
There’s a civil war between your heart and head.

What is it you find in the bottom
of that Wild Turkey that you’re too
afraid to find in me?

You’re saying, you’re swearing
you can’t be what I need,
but darling, I will burn your throat
worse than that bottle of whiskey.

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