There I was again tonight, forcing laughter, faking smiles
Same old, tired lonely place.
Walls of insincerity, shifting eyes and vacancy,
Vanished when I was your face...
And I don't wanna fight this war
Bullets coming off our lips
But we stick to our guns and we love like battleships...
il y a 1 semaine on 7 avril 2014 @ 11:42am + 40 notes
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- You’re the youngest zero-g mechanic on the Ark in fifty years.

- Fifty-two, but…

il y a 1 semaine on 7 avril 2014 @ 11:36am + 8 notes
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