WATCH THE WORLD BURN

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(Never again. Never. Fucking. Again.)

I let myself fall to the trap, like a snake to a rat
If I could I never would, would never come back
Fed me lies, flashed those eyes, from the start

Look me in the eyes. Tell me that you never could feel. I never chose to be the one to say this but.. You pressed my hand. Now understand things aren’t the same and they never will be again. You burned that bridge to the fucking ground.

I opened my eyes and saw someone that I thought I knew

Look me in the eyes. Tell me that you never could feel. I never chose to be the one to say this but.. you pressed my hand. Now understand things aren’t the same and they never will be again. Walk away. Never come back.

If I could watch the world burn I wouldn’t save you.

For years and years I have pounded my fist to the ground. Swollen knuckles and splintered skin. I have noticed the world around.

Another stone beneath my feet on this broken path. Another painful disappointment to feed my weary wrath. For a moment I lost myself against the strain of life. Sifting through the crowded blurs. I was entangled in strife. Without me you say you’re doing well, but you have no idea that this life can be hell. One day the world will come crashing down on your shoulders and you’ll understand that I tried my best.

I used to think that nothing could be better than this and all we’ve seen, but now it’s lost to the seas.. what was between you and me

How could I be so fucking wrong. The images inside my head won’t let me live free, but I’m learning with every step that I take.

With a middle finger raised, down the beaten path, watch me walk away.

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The Tomb Of Dracula #4, April 1980, cover by Tom Palmer

"Drinking is an emotional thing. It joggles you out of the standardism of everyday life, out of everything being the same. It yanks you out of your body and your mind and throws you against the wall. I have the feeling that drinking is a form of suicide where you’re allowed to return to life and begin all over the next day. It’s like killing yourself, and then you’re reborn. I guess I’ve lived about ten or fifteen thousand lives now."

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