Walls of paper and sand will soon be gone.

Soon enough, when our hearts stop beating, and our lungs slowly deflate, we'll find out what was real all along,

later on, when the blue sky turns dark, and the sun starts to fade, our questions will all finally be answered,

until then, it's beyond me, it's beyond you,

until then, we cannot understand,

right now, i don't want to understand.

Not only the barkers bite.

It's been lurking behind us for months now. The eyes have followed our every move and learned our lives. Don't let them see you sweat, my dear, for when your feet stop moving, you adrenaline better start pumping.

pigeons

In a dream world, we wouldn't care:

• where the food comes from
• who serves it
• or who gets more.

all that matters is that we have something. and what we have is always enough.

High of 82.

i want the sun in my eyes and grass in my toes. there's something so freeing about summer weather in boston. we went through the snow, rain and cold...and for what? this.

i'll forget what make up is, you'll cut your jeans to fit the season, and we'll walk, run and live in the heat we'll call home.

Early On..

we learn that some scars just never fade.

the body breaks

i made another video!

four hours

i leave in four hours.

in four hours i'm gone.

only four hours to maybe come clean to you.

i have four hours to tell the truth.

four hours a day i spent wanting tell you.

four hours a day i spent silent.

i have four hours to tell the truth,

but for four hours i'll stay silent.

hi hannah.

she posted a large survey like 3 months ago. so i decided to take it. it honestly took me somewhere around an hour to complete. i finished it and then erased it. i like surveys, i laughed at myself a ton. so take some and you'll start:

- asking yourself some WEIRD questions

- thinking about people you wanted to forget

- typing things you never thought would be let out

- being reminded of stupid things you've done

- being reminded of very smart things you've done

- mending a friendship you miss

- asking internal questions about the person you got it from

- wasting 1/24 of your day

- posting about a (possibly) failed attempt at another one.

whistling in the woods.

We move on to move up.

We get over that to get here.

We say goodbye to say hello.

And we're always run away to get toward something else.

My heart said goodbye last night, so i can say hello.

My eyes closed last night, so my mind can see it clear.

My feet moved last night, so they can stand over there.

And my hands got cold last night, so someone else can make them warm.

He walked in as you were leaving.

He put his arms where yours used to fit.

He stands in your fading footprints.

And he gets the calls that used to be for you.

the sun will shine, then the moon will rise

"The body stays and then the body moves on, but id much rather not dwell on when yours will be gone."

accept and then put aside the inevitable.

i know for certain this will not last.

but right now, that doesnt mean much.

its about right now,

its about right here,

forever.

it's like a man's best party only happens when he dies.

can i take a moment to tell you how much i love City and Colour.

well, there it was.

in other news, its nice out. i want new faces. i have a notebook, i write letters.. to people who dont actually exist, and people who do. i think if someone found this, they'd know everything. when im done filling it up, im going to drop it on a street corner after crossing out any names. maybe you'll find it, or maybe ill pick it up in a few years down the road. by then, maybe the memories of today will be blurred inside the bottle i'll hold between shaking fingers. but hey, who really knows where the wind, water and hands will take this collection of notes. or maybe, ill drop it into your hands. then, when you notice the lock on the side, the keys down my throat, and thats it one last ride.

click on

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