Haute Like Couture

sheisdead:

iiiiiiiirissa:

portland is leaving by rocky votolato

come along with me now cause there are things i been dying to tell you
the best of the worst things that you never needed to know
this is the kinda comedy where no ones laughing cause its hard to

im a punch line whos punch drunk with my fist in a broken mirror
theres a party nearby, i can hear it
laughter in the distance and it all comes clear 
sounds too simple
love is the only answer
everything else is just a train wreck

gonna stay up all night every night for the rest of my life
till the lines around my eyes grow deeper and more defined
you might ask me arent you dead inside and so damn tired
i say i have no idea
im not sleeping until after the dying is over