i moved guys dont follow me

This sums it up

Waiting for the midnight train going anywhere

concept: we wake up one day and nature has grown decades overnight. we can’t remember where the roads used to be. in some places the trees are so tall and thick we can barely see sky. the grass hasn’t been mowed in years. how quiet everything is now

you can really tell when people lose that spark for you

i wish there was a way to explain this kind of sadness

Me (via xlxmxk)

we all should’ve died in 2012