Kayla. Nineteen. Pennsylvania.

I like music festivals, late nights, adventures, roadtrips, autumn, thunderstorms, shopping, snugglin, kitties, baking, pop punk, pointless drives, pretty views, red lipstick, & coffee.

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So good at setting bad examples
Listen, trick, I’ve had all I can handle

Thinking back, I forget to tell you this..
I didn’t care that you left and abandoned me
What hurts more is I would still die for you

But you’ve already lost when you only had barely enough to hang on

I’m sorry about the phone call, and needing you
Some decisions you don’t make
I guess it’s just like breathing and not wanting to

But if you left it up to me, everyday would be a holiday from real. We’d waste our weeks beneath the sun, we’d fry our brains and say it’s so much fun out here. But when it’s all over, I’ll come back for another year.

But you think about yourself too much and you ruin who you love.

Put the weight on my shoulders, and the pain in my heart
Tie the knots in my stomach, let it tear me apart
So I could be everything you need

And I’ve been thinking, it hurts me thinking, that these nights when we were drinking, no, they never got us anywhere..

And all the songs we used to sing, they used to tell us everything
Now we‘re left with, all we‘re left is memories

Because people are so fickle, they fall in love at different angles.
So really, I could lose you just as quickly as I’ve gotten you.
And that’s the kind of thought that makes me nervous,
and worried if you’ll really think I’m worth it.
When the rush wears off, you’re left with this busted person.
But if you tell me you will, I will do what I can to believe it.