I AM SO TIRED.
TELL ME ABOUT IT. I AM LITERALLY JUST EXHAUSTED, YOU KNOW?
WORN RIGHT OUT.
POOPED. THAT’S WHAT I AM. JUST PLAIN POOPED.
I MUST...
pronunciation | ‘ash-ling\
dead
(via fuckyeahlizlemon)
(via sascatchewit)
(via pleatedjeans)
(via this-isakindness)
my friend said it wasn’t so bad
you can’t miss what you ain’t had
well i can
i’m sad and there will be tears
i’ve no doubt
there may be smiles
but a few
and when those tears
have run out
you will be numb
and blue
i can’t be there
that’s all you had to say to me was
you couldn’t be there
why couldn’t you say to me
you won’t be there
you could’ve warned me
you wouldn’t be here
right here
you wouldn’t be here for me
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I have been ALL OVER this song lately… but I’ve returned to my childhood pop era (c. 1996-2003) for the last few weeks, and I’m not gonna lie, I like it.
Boy bands these days are turrible. I mean, did you see this stupid Battle of the Boy Bands that MTV tried to do? The results are horrifying.
I was always more of a Backstreet Boys fan myself.