The Drowning

Oh Please Just Nothing New Lyrics.

You don’t want to get involved with a girl like me 

I don’t smoke weed but I’ll drink till it’s hard to see

you across the room  

oh you don’t want a girl like me, baby

I’ll just write you love songs and kill any guy who looks at you wrong

we can’t start this

it’s only gonna go right 

and I can’t have that sort of love in my life 

the kind that tucks me in at night 

it’s not right, i’m not right, I’m not alright, 

please don’t lie please don’t lie

just look me in the eye

and say you love him

apologize 

You can’t sink what’s sinking 

but if you want to go wading 

I’d float along with you 

it’s what I’m used to

it’s what I want to 

it’s what I want, 

you 

you 

you 

oh please

please nothing new

nothing I’m not used to 

oh please nothing new. 

A tumblr post about hoping the girl you like likes you.

A tumblr post about hoping the girl you like likes you.

Actual Quotes from my Dad (An English Teacher)

  • Dad: Why the hell did you put a comma there?
  • Dad: Do you even know what a participial phrase is?
  • Dad: Omg. He's like my favorite character of all time.
  • Dad: Who should I dress up as for the movie premier?
  • Dad: Hey are you awak? I know it's late, but you read Animal Farm, right? Yeah. I need you to read this report. I can't tell if I am just super tired or if this is actual bullshit.
  • Dad: Alesha wouldn't be able to spell 'definitely' right if wrote it down for her. She would fucking erase it and then write 'defiantly', because she doesn't care. I hate her.
  • Dad: I need you to bake brownies. I lost a bet.
  • Dad: Omg. You cannot ship me with Gilcher. You know I don't like tattoos and he's like twenty-five. And for Christ's sake, he teaches math.
  • Dad: Omg. Gilcher said the funniest thing today.
  • Dad: Mrs. Ashworth and I have decided to start a band. It'll be called Great Expectations.
  • Dad: It's like you didn't read the fucking book.
  • Dad: Okay. So this week you're reading this book I stole from Mrs. Ashworth's. It's like sixty pages long, but you'll love it.
  • Dad: *puts books on my bed for me to read everyday and demands that I read them*
  • Dad: My son doesn't like reading. I have not only failed him, but society. You aren't my son. Leave.
  • Dad: Okay. So you're getting books for Christmas. All of you. I get discounts on them since I'm a teacher, and since I'm a teacher, it's all I can afford, so...
  • Dad: Fucking standardized testing can go fuck itself in the ass.
  • Dad: I have to teach for the required testing instead of what they really need to know.
  • Dad: Fuck the government.
  • Dad: Fuck the school board.
  • Dad: Close the door.
  • Dad: Charles Dickens was so fucking pretentious, and I hate him, but he also caused change, but he's such a Dick. Ha. DICKens.
  • Dad: I love puns.
  • Dad: People who say sarcasm is the lowest form of humor are assholes.
  • Dad: Please shut up.
  • Dad: Catching Fire was the worst book but the best movie and that feels weird.
  • Dad: I wouldn't get so mad when you call me at school if you didn't change your ringtones to inappropriate rap music.
  • Dad: I fucking hate Alesha. She asked what countries were apart of Austria-Hungary today and I almost told her to get out.
  • Dad: You cannot visit my school in a dress that short. There are boys there.
  • Dad: Barbra Parks is fucking Queen.
  • Dad: I need you to make me a good, relaxing playlist for silent reading. I'm too lazy.
  • Dad: If I have to watch two of my students grind on each other at one more dance, I will kill them both.
  • Dad: They act like I care what they think.
  • Dad: I hate homework.
  • Dad: I have decided to become a politician.
  • Dad: What's the one book with the guys and the one kills the other and the chick without a name who dies and the short angry man? Mouseman? Oh my fucking gosh. Of Mice and Men. I have failed.

misplacedland:

rielyneal:

do you ever think about who you’d be shipped with if your life was a tv show 

i do now

Oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh oh no. I’m torturing my audience!

(via whimsicalchic)

I’d like to make a representation of what it’s like to try and date with anxiety

one idea would be a video of me

entering a very dimly lit house party 

but inside you can’t see beyond the living room

and inside there are only dogs

when they see me

they bow their heads

their eyes glow

and together they build a collective growl

and together they begin to circle me 

What did you do today?
Oh. You know. Slept. 

What did you do today?

Oh. You know. Slept. 

burrito-princess:

friendly reminder that

  • your orgasm isn’t more important than women’s safety
  • your kinks aren’t above criticism
  • sexual proclivities don’t exist in a vacuum away from social influence 
  • if you think otherwise you’re probably a misogynist 

OH THANK GOD. Fuck, I was so alone on this until just now. I’m so grateful for this post. Thank you. 

(via whitegirlkanye)

Listen to me, because It was not. a mistake. Do not try to lift the curse, by burning your old love letters as sage.

—~The Drowning

I’m Writing a Song Soon. This is it so far.

(weak but calm)

Don’t you worry baby 

This ain’t no “fire”

Don’t you worry baby they’ll be no “blood”

(so you can calm down because)

Tomorrow I get whole new skin 

and I’m gonna look so good in it

I’m gonna look so good in it

(begin distortion)

I’m gonna look so good in it

(DiStoRtiOn)

I’m gonna look so good…

(Fade) 

I’m gonna look so good…

(right?)

(Weak coming in)

Don’t you worry baby

Oooh I’m just tired 

(lie)

Don’t you worry baby 

I’ll be just fine 

(truth)

I’m just trying singe off some of my skin 

to make a little room for him to cum in

and I’m gonna be so beautiful 

I’m gonna be so lovely 

(maybe…she will actually. She’s actually quite beautiful…)

It’s gonna be so wonderful 

(distortion) 

I’m gonna make a paradise

(monsters)

I’m gonna burn it all tonight 

down down down 

I gooooooooo

(high)

Nobody one needs to knooooow

(piano)

I’m sure I’ll be alllirrrright

(no. no. I take it back, you’re fucked. please stop.)

once my out matches myyyyy insssiiideeess

(I’m so sorry I’m so sorry)

(I’m so sorry I’m so sorry)