And we will never be alone again
Cause it doesn’t happen everyday
Kinda counted on you being a friend
Can I give it up or give it away
Now I thought about what I wanna say
But I never really know where to go
So I chained myself to a friend
Cause I know it unlocks like a door
i hear you heeeaaart beat to the beat of the drums…
“There is no there there”
(via harpias)
(via harpias)
When someone asks me if I’m hungry
I’m coming out of my cage and I’ve been doing just fine…
“You know that point in your life when you realize that the house that you grew up in isn’t really your home anymore? All of the sudden even though you have some place where you can put your shit that idea of home is gone…You’ll see when you move out. It just sort of happens one day, one day and it’s just gone. And you can never get it back. It’s like you get homesick for a place that doesn’t even exist. I don’t know maybe it’s like this rite of passage, you know. You won’t have this feeling again until you create a new idea of home for yourself, you know, for your kids, for the family you start. It’s like a cycle or something. I miss the idea of it. Maybe that’s all family really is. A group of people who miss the same imaginary place.”
— Andrew Largeman, Garden State (via thekaijusleeps)
