Over Produced By Influence

Trying to show what is in my head
Empire! Empire! (I Was A Lonely Estate)

—Water

I am trying so hard not to take this all for granted 

(Source: seethroughperson, via babylobes)

Bon Iver

—I Can't Make You Love Me

secretlyahanger:

I close my eyes

I won’t see

The love you don’t feel 

When you’re holding me

(via abbymo)

lewcat:

La Dispute | Rooms of the House flower that I’ll probably use for edits.
follow for band gifs and edits

lewcat:

La Dispute | Rooms of the House flower that I’ll probably use for edits.

follow for band gifs and edits

(via sayanythingmydear)

HIGH SCHOOL



This is how to run a stick of Chapstick
down the black boxes on your scantron
so the grading machine skips the wrong
answers. This is how to honor roll. Hell,
this is how to National Honor Society.
This is being voted “Most Likely to Marry
for Money” or “Talks the Most, Says the
Least” for senior superlatives. This is
stepping around the kids having panic
attacks in the hallway. This is being the
kid having a panic attack in the hallway.
This is making the A with purple moons
stamped under both eyes. We had to try.
This is telling the ACT supervisor you have
ADHD to get extra time. Today, the average
high school student has the same anxiety
levels as the average 1950’s psychiatric
patient. We know the Pythagorean theorem
by heart, but short-circuit when asked
“How are you?” We don’t know. We don’t
know. That wasn’t on the study guide.
We usually know the answer, but rarely
know ourselves.

HIGH SCHOOL By Blythe Baird (via girl-violence)

(Source: blythebrooklyn, via mywakingmind)

Joyce Manor

—Constant Headache

Having sex in the morning, your love was foreign to me.
It made me think maybe human is not such a bad thing to be.
But I just laid there in protest, entirely fucked.
It’s such a stubborn reminder one perfect night’s not enough. 

(Source: steeltrapyourtongue, via babylobes)