I used to pray like God was listening.
I used to make my parents proud.
I was the glue that kept my friends together.
Now they don’t talk and we don’t go out.
I used to know the name of every person I’d kissed,
Now I made this bed and I can’t fall asleep in it.

Brand New, Millstone (via soul-surfer)
∞  December 29, 2011 at 12:00am
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