no one seems to know my name
no one seems to go my way

ugh, my love for Beat the Devil’s Tattoo is actually making me feel physically sick.

I WANT TO BE OVER THIS BAND, ALREADY!!!

I am so sick and tired of having my every thought ruled by three guys and girl who just manipulate fucking sounds into something pleasing. 

It has literally ruined my life. 

nanozen:

Black Rebel Motorcycle Club

by Francesca Sara Cauli

(via wewanthappinessback)

Fiona Apple - Lyrics

(Source: jessicaisgray, via fuckyeahfionaapple)

BLACK REBEL MOTORCYCLE CLUB

with special guests:
Pearl Jam

Thoughts:

The moon looks strange right now. Or maybe I am looking at it strange.

Dreams can be life-ruining; subconscious claiming to know what I want.

Why can’t I rationalise my way out of longing for unattainable things?

you’re gonna make it

you’re gonna suffer

I’d be okay if it wasn’t for “I’m right here for you.”

I can’t remember when I last slept.

suicidewatch:

20 Years

on-a-wire:

- James Minchin

Isn’t it cruel to be so kind?

I don’t mean to stare. We don’t have to breed.