We always want what is kept from us.
Well maybe I am the liar,
and there is nothing that is left for us.
You are a permanent scar.
And I hear you’ve ended up fine.
And I’ve heard you’re making out alright.
I’ve heard you still don’t like the cold outside,
And I’ve heard you still got trouble tracking time.
And I heard you said one time,
That I never even fucking cross your mind.
I guess I’ll act like that’s fine,
But you should know that you cross mine all the time.
Tegan & Sara || Alligator
Sensitive, yes it’s true,
Alligator tears cried over you.
I love how it starts out really acousticy like most of the other stuff on the album and then just suddenly goes from pretty, to awesome.
"Stop, please, I wanna go home…"
I’ll miss your laugh, your smile. I’ll admit I’m wrong if you’d tell me. I’m so sick of fights, I hate them. Let’s start this again for real. So here I am, I’m trying.
|—||Just with you though (via enolajay)|
This was our cute weekend cabin at Elk Lake. Much more of a fixer-upper inside though.