and i’m running out of places to hide.
i like my men like i like my coffee: ground up and in the freezer. a mix for the bad bitches.
how to be a heartbreaker - marina and the diamonds / wings (acoustic) - little mix, 212 - azealia banks / bitch - plasticines / oblivion - grimes / marry the night - lady gaga / kiss with a fist - florence + the machine / potential breakup song - aly and aj / pursuit of happiness - lissie / come and get it - selena gomez / fuck you - lily allen / bad girls - MIA / red lips - sky ferreira / mouthwash - kate nash / bad reputation - joan jett & the blackhearts / homewrecker (acoustic) marina and the diamondslisten here.
Emmy Rossum arrives at the Billboard Music Awards
when u Mom com home and make hte spagheti
what is this even supposed to mean
thats what i do when me Mom com home and make hte spagheti
good weather calls for good jams
01. diane young - vampire weekend | 02. countdown - the elwins ft. luke lalonde | 03. dog days are over - florence and the machine | 04. awkward - san cisco| 05. young folks - peter bjorn and john | 06. everlasting light - the black keys | 07. young and beautiful - lana del rey | 08. step - vampire weekend | 09. viva la primadonna - marina and the diamonds ft. coldplay | 10. sail into the sun - gentlemen hall | 11. mushaboom - feist | 12. i love it - icona pop | 13. naive - the kooks
listen here
parallel
when i was nine years old
my fourth grade teacher told me the definition
of the word “parallel”
he said, “two lines, constantly mirroring each other. never meeting, never crossing.”
now of course he meant this in the most mathematical sense of the phrase,
but i didn’t understand any sense of the phrase until i met you
until i felt the atlantic ocean separating our fingertips
until it stretched us on
opposite sides of the earth
with opposite, teasing sunsets
i didn’t understand that i could be
graphed on paper made out of stardust
and written with a pen
full of the movement of our planet’s plates
but i was, and i understand now with
every yellowed map i see
every missing puzzle piece
every sea there is to sail
and every math test i’ve ever failed
that the only real parallels
are you and me
