There are so many things going on that are far more serious and important

bettycrockerdaveyjones:

Never Young//Gogol Bordello 

I am so glad you stuck true to your obsessions
And filed rest of questions under “false”

Name ten things you want to do before you die, and then go do them
Name ten places you really want to be before you die, and then go to them
Name ten books you want to read before you die, and then go read them
Name ten songs you want to hear again before you die, get all your friends together and scream them

Think of all the things that are wrong with your life, and then fix them
Think of all the things you love about your life
Be thankful you are blessed with them
Think of all the things that hold you back and realize that you don’t need them
Think of all the mistakes you have made in your life
Make sure you never repeat them

Name ten thousand reasons why you never want to die
Go and tell someone who might have forgotten
Try to list the endless reasons why it’s good to be alive
And then just smile for awhile about them
Soon the sun will rise and another day will come
Soon enough the sun will set, another day will be gone 

Because right now all you have is time. time, time
Yeah but someday that time will run out

That’s the only thing you can be absolutely certain about

 It’s 3:30 AM. I’m feeling too optimistic to sleep.

runningthroughmydreams:

Taylor Swift “Safe & Sound” Official Music Video ft. The

Civil Wars

Taylor Swift can eat me with her “Let me pretend no one thought I was hot in high school, so that young females will relate with me” bullshit…

But I love this song. 

mckarcic:

The Passing of 34 Days | Studying

The rain will fall, the leaves will turn and I’ll still be gone. You sustain your breath and maintain your hope, and you’ll move on. And I’ll move on.

(Source: studying.bandcamp.com)

Location, Location, Location by Gabriel Gadfly »

I could have kissed you
under cherry blossoms,
pale petals drifting down
like the trees wanted to
pretend they could be
snowclouds.

I could have kissed you
in the rain, drenched to
our bones and not even
caring that the skies
opened up above us
and tried to wash us out.

I could have kissed you
in a clearing in the most
secluded woods, with
just the sound of wind
rustling through the leaves
and a few voyeuristic
finches peeping at us.

Instead, I kissed you
in the parking lot of a
Waffle House, just shy
of 2 a.m. in the middle
of a hectic week, with
our waitress grinning
at us from the other
side of the window,
because, honestly,
how could I not?