امروز داشتم با آقای اسنپی راجب مهاجرت حرف میزدم، بهم گفت
“ زورمون که به اینا نمیرسه برن، حداقل زورمون به خودمون برسه بریم” دلم شکست، خیلی زیاد شکست.
“ زورمون که به اینا نمیرسه برن، حداقل زورمون به خودمون برسه بریم” دلم شکست، خیلی زیاد شکست.
Turn It Off
Paramore
And in the free fall I will realize
I'm better off when I hit the bottom !!
I'm better off when I hit the bottom !!
Forwarded from 𝐲𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐳𝐚༉ (Son.)
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When numb hands barely reach for a piece of reality,
When heart pumps venom through your veins
To feed your illusions and hush your screams,
Floating amid an ocean of terror
Loud, loud noises tearing through your ears and soul,
Darkness crawls, crawls deep, deep
And leaves its mark, where long, long teeth have been.
When tears mix with fear, and you drift to sleep
It’s nice to have someone pull you out of your seductive dream—To hold you close, to save you from drowning with a kiss.
When heart pumps venom through your veins
To feed your illusions and hush your screams,
Floating amid an ocean of terror
Loud, loud noises tearing through your ears and soul,
Darkness crawls, crawls deep, deep
And leaves its mark, where long, long teeth have been.
When tears mix with fear, and you drift to sleep
It’s nice to have someone pull you out of your seductive dream—To hold you close, to save you from drowning with a kiss.