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❣️my favorite lines from CALM
Red desert: Won't you leave all your fears at the edge of the world?
No shame: Lay me in the palm of your hand; I'll give you my permission, you'll always be forgiven
Old me: I'm constantly reminded of all the compromises by the people from my past who have a hard time letting go
Easier: Every time that you say you're gonna leave, that's when you get the very best of me
Teeth: Don't know if you love me or you want me dead // Talk so pretty but your heart got teeth
Wildflower: You know you are my favourite fantasy, a fatal love song
Best Years: You did all these things for me when I was half a man for you
Not in the same way: We fuck, we fight, then you call me a psycho // I’m sick of sadness and you're sick of Xanax
Lover of mine: Kaleidoscope mind gets in the way // Butterfly lies, chase them away // Dance around the living room, lose me in the sight of you // You're the only thing that I think I got right
Thin white lies: I don't think I like me anymore, can someone tell me who I was before?
Lonely heart: Can I have a second chance? Can I have another dance? Can I start another life with you?
High: Today, I called to tell you that I'm changing but I don't think you have enough respect to see me try // But the picture that you paint of me looks better in your mind, now every step I take with hesitation
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por qué te pusiste ese nombre de usuario?
El apellido del amor de mi vida y “vi” por mi (vivi).
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Disconnected - 5 Seconds of Summer
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what each song from youngblood reminds me of
youngblood: the heartbeat in your throat and adrenaline rush in your ears as you teeter on the edge of a rollercoaster’s first hill, the satisfaction of telling a past love that they hurt you, a raw throat from screaming angry lyrics in your car
want you back: the sound of rain against your bedroom window, fuzzy neon lights in a big city, evening glow sifting between curtains, tears dripping tentatively off your jaw
lie to me: overthought glances to a stranger on public transportation, the crack in your voice just before crying, tangible loneliness in crowded spaces, realizing that someone you used to know is now unknown to you
valentine: smeared lipstick, the soft wet warmth of someone else’s breath against your thighs, prickly rose stems, licking the frosting off of the knife after cutting the cake
talk fast: driving fast down an empty highway at night, squeezing your eyes shut at a camera flash, trying to catch your breath, the sense upon first meeting someone that you two will fall in love
moving along: hungry for something you can’t have, open and shameless vulnerability, curling your fingers around a stone for so long that it hurts to finally uncurl them, laughing in self-deprecation
if walls could talk: tiptoeing through a sleeping house, red-hot-itchy embarrassment creeping up your neck, eavesdropping from the next room, the buzzing behind your lips after promising to keep a secret
better man: dancing into lightheaded bliss, the tingling in the corners of your mouth before an inadvertent smile, holding hands with someone for so long that it’s damp between both of your palms yet refusing to let go
more: the revving of a car engine, dull headaches from clenching your jaw, cracking knuckles, the smell of gasoline, desperate fire fire fire
why won’t you love me: jumping just before the elevator dings to a stop, waiting and waiting to speak to someone, the involuntary and jarring jerk before falling asleep, reaching for a hand that no longer fits into your own
woke up in japan: a warbled hangover, buzzing fluorescents, gasping into someone else’s mouth, misty memories from the night before
empty wallets: holding soda in your mouth just to hear the fizzle, finding a tails-up penny on the sidewalk and leaving it in fear of bad luck, anxiously seeking somewhere to let loose
ghost of you: blurry afternoon light coursing in from the crack in your blinds, a mattress sunken in on one side, a cold shower, hearing an older song and being taken back to an easier time
monster among men: the sound of lazy ocean waves lapping the shore, that clichéd “if this is wrong then i don’t wanna be right” mentality, the smell of citrus, doing something because you know you shouldn’t
meet you there: sweat dripping down your chest, the headrush from standing up too fast, all-encompassing attraction to another person, the static feeling under your skin when your foot falls asleep
babylon: the opening sequence of a vintage action movie, hot angry tears, the metallic taste of blood in your mouth, watching embers from a bonfire flicker and fade into the night sky
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fuck off
fucking fuck off i swear to god
this man came from the fucking HEAVENS I CANT DEAL WITH HIS BULLSHIT ANY LONGER
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@5sos in Miami | 📸 @ohaiimalex
via Interscope's Instagram. 13th November 2019
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@5sos in Atlanta 10.22 😈⚡️
via @houseofivy.co Instagram. 24th October 2019
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