We’ve been here so many times before. You can’t even try to put the blame on me. Well, you do try but it’s clearly a guilty last ditch attempt to cleanse yourself of your sins. I bought you a gift today, just because. I sent you sweet messages thinking I’d fix things for us. But you never stop. You’re a hurricane, wild and out of control and you want to bring everyone down with you. I won’t let you. I came prepared. I’ll destroy you before you could ever think about destroying me.
If you love me, let me go.
— Panic! At the Disco, This is Gospel (via ceemplified
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Is it really too much for me to want to feel sparks? I want a kiss that takes my breath away. I want to look at my special someone and think how lucky I am. I want someone who I can barely keep my hands off of. I want to be in love.
And I have that with her but she doesn’t belong to me…
You’re so fucked up. More fucked up than me. And that’s really fucked up. Maybe I’m being a little hypocritical. But it doesn’t matter. You say you push everyone away because you’re afraid they’ll leave you…well you’ve been pushing and pushing me away too. How do you expect me to stay? Your days are numbered my dear. You’re pushing me right out that door.