I took the blame, you rubbed it in,
We hid the pain, it never fit in.
Why are you so scared, little one?
Why are you scared when it’s done?
The damage is done and you made it.
I’m losing faith, bit by bit by bit.
You have to admit it was a good run,
But stabbing really isn’t that fun.
Homes collapsed on this concrete floor
and you’re not welcome here anymore.
You’ve drowned in the shallows,
They’ve closed all their windows.
Goodbye, because I’m the guilty one,
It has always been my fault, hasn’t it, oh lovely one?
Sorry for the disturbing sweaty picture of me and May. I have so many feelings for this picture. This day we met our favourite men and Tay. It was one of the best nights of my life, not even exaggerating anything! Frustrating day too, didn’t get to meet any of them. I will see them again soon.
Check out Signals, guys! They make good music.
Listen to them. They are really, really, really good!
(Source: heybutteredcroissantbaby)
Wattpad Meetup in London 2012
Here’s the video one of the Wattpad ambassadors put together for our London meetup. So awesome!
Find me, looking battered and everything.
I’m only keeping this Tumblr now to connect with Nhi. Just saying.
My brother and I painted each other’s faces on Friday. I’m not quite sure what I’m supposed to be but oh well.
