lamelohan:

my only talent is not being in a relationship

scatteredly:

do you ever get so hungry that it feels like your stomach is caving in

Flying Model Rockets
Artist: The Front Bottoms
Album: Rose EP
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sighsongs:

Flying model rockets own the sky in the backyard next to mine
I get these strange phone calls at night with no one on the other side
My brother’s friend explains to me with breathless words and bloody knees
It’s a black eyed trust, respect with pain.
A love I’ll learn when I’ve been through the same.

schtickyfriend:

fartcup:

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