rat in a cage

and this post is entirely dedicated to the smashing pumpkins, i am currently obsessed.

the boy in the striped pajamas

“Childhood is measured out by sounds and smells and sights, before the dark hour of reason grows”

(don't) give it up

So the stairs that you could climb Are the ones you’ve left behind And your eyes light up when we talk about the past God, I miss those songs we used to singTalking like getting away would be the greatest thing Well me, I got out, And you, you kept singing to me Like that's really going to set this free..

(:

"When I was 5 years old, My mom told me that happiness was the key to life, When I went to school they asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up. I wrote down "happy". They told me I didn't understand the assignment and I told them they didn't understand life."

A brand new day

make your past, your past