I am a big ball of stress and anxiety and inadequacy and that’s where I’m at with life right now
i’m glad chris evans is a celebrity and not a regular person because i don’t know what i’d do if i saw him making me a latte at starbucks or cashing my check at the bank or teaching my english class
Typewriter Series #756 by Tyler Knott Gregson
Text for Tired Eyes:
I want fireworks from mountaintops and lightning from windowsills. I want lazy board games where rules forget to matter and I want shouting matches over important things. I want a passion that burns through us and sets the sheets on fire. I want to wake up covered in soot from the night before. I want a hand to catch my head when my eyes fill up with water, and I want fingers to find my shoulders when the weight of a lifetime feels too heavy from time to time. I want to be the tireless palms that rub the aches from your flesh and the kiss on the forehead after you fall asleep from it. I want the steering wheel cold in my hands on the start of a morning road trip far from here and I want to be the sound of your legs stretching when we stop for gas. I want the photos of every sign at the border of every state and I want my fingers slightly stained with the stamps from every visa in our passports. I want the odor of strange food that snakes its way down long streets and the sound of boots on cobblestone and clay.
there’s safety in numbers
Rian is the reason for All Time Low’s success. I just know it.
THIS NEVER GETS OLD