See, my whole family has this thing
where love isn’t something we fall in,
it’s something we fall through.
So, you may love the way I move,
but you will hate the place I’m headed to.
You may love the way I think,
but you will hate the way I feel.
So listen to your friends when they tell you
‘Here comes that curly-headed sickness,
last witness,
she left living,
said it wasn’t worth it.
said if he could he would reverse it,
he said she was a world of hurt,
he said she was a problem in a skirt.’
and you should never skirt a problem.
Because the only time that I have ever touched good love
is when it extended one frail arm to stop my ass
from flying through the windshield.
STOP WITH THOSE EYES
(via fuckyeahdessa)
I hope on Earth you’re careful, kid.
But the years pass by now in twos and threes
These thrills ain’t as cheap as they used to be
