The music industry is such a different world from the acting world. Everything is really last minute, but I love the challenge, and I love owning my material and being able to put out what I want.
(via the-unholy-trinititties)
Lost Hope’s
Regretful promises and open ended questions
Surround us, carefully eroding us into a somewhat perfect archetype
A lost misconception of gunpowder and womanhood
Composed of rebellion and experimentation
Thrown into a world of unnoticed convenience
With nothing besides a confusing clock with a lost perception of reality
You forget to open your eyes while you’re spinning,
And if you find the strength to finally eclipse the weightless features
You’re still left with nothing besides a blurry silhouette and uncertainties
How is it,
That those who have the world figured out
Fail to mention the fact
That they themselves, have simply conquered their own game
And all other pieces are up for grabs,
Awaiting a check mate at any moment
A minuscule concept, deemed reasonable based off of years, days, minutes, seconds.
Not only was a meaningless status placed upon us
We were left in the dark, and fed to the wolves
With nothing besides one another and a false sense of hope
They forget to mention that feeling threatened will soon become an expectation
And it’s better to “cover up” than teach right from wrong.
They forgot to mention that you’ll be taught to blame,
But never to take it.
You’ll feel this deep void inside you,
But it’s better to avoid being a burden, and bottle it up for the ocean.
I think you forgot to mention
The heartbreak that isn’t always accompanied
With either once such lively flowers
Or miscommunication
No, you forgot to mention the heartbreak that you see in someone’s eyes
And the heartbreak you hear in the crack of someone’s voice.
They didn’t mention that life will always kick you when you’re down,
And life will always kick you when you’re up.
Some type of misperceived concept
That has consequently left us numb,
Blind to our bloody fingertips and questionable futures.
ma.c.a // Question Marks (via vomitingwords)
How could you stopped loving someone who you promised to love endlessly?” she asked. “Was it a sudden realization? I mean, have you just wake up one morning and decided to stop loving them? Have you just seen something that hit your mind and you thought of not spending forever with them anymore? I do not understand. And I knew, some people wouldn’t also understand why I need to ask these questions. But I am lost, that’s why I am seeking for answers.” she took a long sigh, and stared down at her hands. She moved her fingers as if waiting for them to show her the answers. After a minute, she continued, “Was it like cutting a rope with a knife? Was it like—you ended a sentence with a period?
