I think you’ll notice when things become different, the good vibes in our lives won’t feel so consistent. And less becomes more cause the weight is too heavy. I swim in the water that’s breaking your levy. The way that you left me is alright, it’s alright. If I argue the point than we yell and we fight and I won’t be home for the rest of the night. You might hate my words but you know that I’m right. You know that I’m right. This is your life there’s no way to run from it. The doubt in your brain or the pain in your stomach. I only have but one complaint at the moment. Don’t paint me black when I used to be golden.
- Vargus, Archie’s Final Project (via abriannaa)
We are the walls in formless shapes. The overbearing weight. This house weighs heavy on my mind. Erasing tapes, undocumented faiths. Took down your pictures and your belongings. In boxes buried under the soil, in the yard behind our tree, you’ll wait. Wrote tiny poems through the lines of my hands. Little birds flew by me. The wind’s been calling your name south in pursuit of foreign lands. Can’t go back. Where’s your tact? Where’s your grace? Where are the things you replace? Are our words more than sound? We cut the air and we’ve found to lose your faith in the world is to lose faith in yourself. We are ghosts in your homes. We travel under the floor. And when our voices fail us we will find new ways to sing. When our bodies fail we’ll find joy in the peace that it brings. The world is a beautiful place but we have to make it that way. Whenever you find home we’ll make it more than just a shelter. And if everyone belongs there it will hold us all together. If you’re afraid to die, then so am I.
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SLOW DANCING IN A BURNING ROOM - john mayerI was the one you always dreamed of,
You were the one I tried to draw.
How dare you say it’s nothing to me?
Baby, you’re the only light I ever saw.
I’ll make the most of all the sadness, you’ll be a bitch because you can. you try to hit me just to hurt me, so you leave me feeling dirty, because you can’t understand. we’re going down, and you can see it too. we’re going down, and you know that we’re doomed. my dear, we’re slow dancing in a burning room.