You’re So Last Summer - Taking Back Sunday
"The truth is you could slit my throat. And with my one last gasping breath I’d apologize for bleeding on your shirt"
Just before nightfall I decided to take a walk outside. The sky was low, enveloping any object in its reach. It formed a dull, purplish haze - like nothing I’d seen before. The streets were empty. Not a single soul was out. It was oddly peaceful - imagining I was the only one left.
Taxi Cab | Vampire WeekendYou were standing this close to me
Like the future was supposed to be