Life, and all that ?

Will you hear nothing I say
As the tide just sweeps and sways
As the anchors that bind me
Just rust and decay
As I tear my flesh from bone
As I scream out to the sky
When will I find my way home?


Kissing is cool. Light kissing, kissing on the cheek, kissing someone’s forehead. Kissing hard and biting and when someone holds your face with both their hands and kisses you some more. Man. Gimme all the kisses.

(via hybridtheoryme)