Nothing but words
Truth is I get jealous easily because whats mine is mine. I say sorry too much, I wear my heart on my sleeve, I act like I don’t give a fuck because I care too much. I over analyze, make mistakes, and fall hard. I’m afraid of failure and seek perfection. I’m a big complicated mess, but hey, no one said you have to love me; I’m not going to change who I am. Either love me, or move on.

"Without music, life would be a mistake"
Nothing but words
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kushandwizdom:

Good Vibes HERE
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kushandwizdom:

The Good Vibe
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jemmasmmns:

What was the last thing you lost? Oh god… my house key. When I got back from Chicago. That was kind of a pain in the a–. We finally found it and we got some more made. I think I’ve lost about six house keys now.
jemmasmmns:

What was the last thing you lost? Oh god… my house key. When I got back from Chicago. That was kind of a pain in the a–. We finally found it and we got some more made. I think I’ve lost about six house keys now.
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