Guernica | Brand New
If I could I would shrink myself and sink through your skin to your blood cells and remove whatever makes you hurt, but I am too weak to be your cure.
It’s only you, beautiful, or I don’t want anyone.
If I can choose, it’s only you.
And when at last you find someone to whom you feel you can pour out your soul, you stop in shock at the words you utter— they are so rusty, so ugly, so meaningless and feeble from being kept in the small cramped dark inside you so long.
I Can Barely Breathe - Manchester Orchestrawe’re yelling, “someone’s got the answers,
but i’d rather think there’s nothing to be found”
I’m done expecting that people are ever going to change, nobody really cares about anyone but themselves. I think lowering my expectations of people has triggered my downfall. Once you realize that humanity is kind of useless, you really lose any reason to want to be apart of it. My point is…