this is what the inside of my brain looks like.
The Weakerthans | Left and Leaving
I’m trying not to wonder where you are.
All this time lingers, undefined.
Someone choose who’s left and who’s leaving.
Memory will rust and erode into lists of all that you gave me.
(Source: whiskey-robot)
I’m getting a line from this song tattooed on the inside...my left bicep to go along with...
* forever & ever, amen.
I’m trying not to wonder where you are. All this time lingers, undefined. Someone choose who’s left