at my funeral when they’re lowering me into the ground i demand they play drop it like its hot
(via joao-tavares)
| me: | *stays home* |
| parents: | why are you so lazy? get off your ass and do something with your life |
| me: | *goes out* |
| parents: | omg you're out of control stop hanging out with those people and roaming the streets |
| me: | *eats* |
| parents: | you are ruining your body with that garbage |
| me: | *doesn't eat something* |
| parents: | we're getting really concerned are you on a diet is there something you're not telling us do you have an eating disorder? |
| me: | *exhales* |
| parents: | don't give me that attitude |
| me: | hey I just met you and- |
| me: | why are you walking away |
I am an architect
Of days that haven’t happened yet
I can’t believe a month is all it’s been
You know my paper heart
The one I fill with pencil marks
I think I might have gone and inked you in
Little by little
Inch by inch
We built a yard with a garden in the middle of it
It ain’t much
But it’s a start
You got me swaying right along
To the song in your heart
And a face to call home
A face to call home
You got a face to call home
So glad you didn’t see
The nervous wreck I used to be
I never thought a man could be so small
You never look at me
Like I’m a liability
I bet you never think I’ve been at all
Little by little
Inch by inch
We built a yard with a garden in the middle of it
It ain’t much
But it’s a start
You got me swaying right along
To the song in your heart
And a face to call home
A face to call home
You got a face to call home
Maybe I can stay awhile
Maybe I can stay awhile
Maybe I can stay awhile
I’m talking like all of the time
Maybe I can stay awhile
Maybe I can stay awhile
Maybe I can stay awhile
I’m talking like all of the time
And a face to call home
A face to call home
You got a face to call home
(Source: tomahok, via onedimylife)
