I Miss You..
Hai there :3 My name is Kite. I love archery and I really want to ride in a hot air balloon and go sky diving. I really like One Direction if you couldn't tell. I love Larry way too much to be healthy. I love Sleeping With Sirens, All Time Low, Ed Sheeran, Breathe Carolina, You Me At Six, Mayday Parade, Pierce The Veil, Two Door Cinema Club, Hollywood Undead, Panic! At The Disco, Hellogoodbye, Snow Patrol, The Killers, The Ready Set, Coldplay, Metro Station, and The Maine. c:
I very much like the movies The Girl Next Door and Bridesmaids.
Kellin Quinn, Munro Chambers, Luke Bilyk, David Henrie, Jeremy Sumpter, Logan Lerman, Sam Claflin, Devin Bostick, Freddie Highmore, Johnny Depp, Enrique Iglesias, Zac Efron, and Josh Hutcherson are amazing. <3 I'm kind of bitter but I'm not mean so you should talk to me. I'm honest because I severely dislike it when people lie. I basically hate everything in way that's not literal; people just piss me off a lot. My friends are the loveliest and most beautiful people, I can't imagine how I deserve them. But they are my everything; what I wake for. I sing quite a bit, though I'm awful at it. I don't like my singing or speaking voice. I am nice to everyone if you're nice to me. I reblog anything that catches my eye so expect this blog to be a little random. I used to be in love with a boy with the most gorgeous green eyes but he doesn't talk to me anymore. We used to be good friends but hey, I guess things change. I want every state and country and continent to legalize any kind of marriage. Love is love, why can't people see that? I like making people smile because you deserve to be happy. I hate Spanish but I love French and German. I want to learn them a lot, but my mom never bothered to teach me German and French is beautiful. I hate being disappointed, so please don't get my hopes up. I put everyone first and myself last. I care about people much more than they'll ever care about me. I am always tired, mentally. I love sleeping and I love dreams. I like sweet dreams but I think nightmares are the best. I am often very lost in thought. I love reading. Good books, fanfiction, etc. Anything that keeps me interesting, making me want more. I love music. Music is my escape; music to me is the air that I breathe, it's the blood that pumps through my veins to keep me alive. I fall in love quickly, easily. I love questions; I ask too many and want to many. I think ice and Diet Coke are the best things ever invented. I also think that you're unbelievably pretty and amazing.
White lips, pale face, breathing in snowflakes, burnt lungs, sour taste.
Light's gone, day's end, struggling to pay rent, long nights, strange men.
And they say she's in the Class A Team, stuck in her daydream, been this way since 18. But lately her face seems slowly sinking, wasting, crumbling like pastries.
And they scream the worst things in life come free to us cause we're just under the upperhand, going mad for a couple grams, and she don't wanna go outside tonight, and in a pipe she flies to the Motherland or sells love to another man.
It's too cold outside, for angels to fly, angels to fly.
Ripped gloves, raincoat, tried to swim and stay afloat, dry house, wet clothes.
Loose change, bank notes, weary-eyed, dry throat, call girl, no phone.
And they say she's in the Class A Team, stuck in her daydream, been this way since 18. But lately her face seems slowly sinking, wasting, crumbling like pastries.
And they scream the worst things in life come free to us, cause we're just under the upperhand, going mad for a couple grams, and she don't wanna go outside tonight, and in a pipe she flies to the Motherland or sells love to another man,
it's too cold outside, for angels to fly, an angel will die, covered in white, closed eye, and hoping for a better life, this time, we'll fade out tonight, straight down the line.
And they say she's in the Class A Team, stuck in her daydream, been this way since 18. But lately her face seems slowly sinking, wasting, crumbling like pastries.
They scream the worst things in life come free to us, and we're all under the upperhand, go mad for a couple grams, and she don't wanna go outside tonight,
and in a pipe we fly to the Motherland or sell love to another man, it's too cold outside, for angels to fly, angels to fly, to fly, fly, for angels to fly, to fly, to fly, for angels to die.
I very much like the movies The Girl Next Door and Bridesmaids.
Kellin Quinn, Munro Chambers, Luke Bilyk, David Henrie, Jeremy Sumpter, Logan Lerman, Sam Claflin, Devin Bostick, Freddie Highmore, Johnny Depp, Enrique Iglesias, Zac Efron, and Josh Hutcherson are amazing. <3 I'm kind of bitter but I'm not mean so you should talk to me. I'm honest because I severely dislike it when people lie. I basically hate everything in way that's not literal; people just piss me off a lot. My friends are the loveliest and most beautiful people, I can't imagine how I deserve them. But they are my everything; what I wake for. I sing quite a bit, though I'm awful at it. I don't like my singing or speaking voice. I am nice to everyone if you're nice to me. I reblog anything that catches my eye so expect this blog to be a little random. I used to be in love with a boy with the most gorgeous green eyes but he doesn't talk to me anymore. We used to be good friends but hey, I guess things change. I want every state and country and continent to legalize any kind of marriage. Love is love, why can't people see that? I like making people smile because you deserve to be happy. I hate Spanish but I love French and German. I want to learn them a lot, but my mom never bothered to teach me German and French is beautiful. I hate being disappointed, so please don't get my hopes up. I put everyone first and myself last. I care about people much more than they'll ever care about me. I am always tired, mentally. I love sleeping and I love dreams. I like sweet dreams but I think nightmares are the best. I am often very lost in thought. I love reading. Good books, fanfiction, etc. Anything that keeps me interesting, making me want more. I love music. Music is my escape; music to me is the air that I breathe, it's the blood that pumps through my veins to keep me alive. I fall in love quickly, easily. I love questions; I ask too many and want to many. I think ice and Diet Coke are the best things ever invented. I also think that you're unbelievably pretty and amazing.
White lips, pale face, breathing in snowflakes, burnt lungs, sour taste.
Light's gone, day's end, struggling to pay rent, long nights, strange men.
And they say she's in the Class A Team, stuck in her daydream, been this way since 18. But lately her face seems slowly sinking, wasting, crumbling like pastries.
And they scream the worst things in life come free to us cause we're just under the upperhand, going mad for a couple grams, and she don't wanna go outside tonight, and in a pipe she flies to the Motherland or sells love to another man.
It's too cold outside, for angels to fly, angels to fly.
Ripped gloves, raincoat, tried to swim and stay afloat, dry house, wet clothes.
Loose change, bank notes, weary-eyed, dry throat, call girl, no phone.
And they say she's in the Class A Team, stuck in her daydream, been this way since 18. But lately her face seems slowly sinking, wasting, crumbling like pastries.
And they scream the worst things in life come free to us, cause we're just under the upperhand, going mad for a couple grams, and she don't wanna go outside tonight, and in a pipe she flies to the Motherland or sells love to another man,
it's too cold outside, for angels to fly, an angel will die, covered in white, closed eye, and hoping for a better life, this time, we'll fade out tonight, straight down the line.
And they say she's in the Class A Team, stuck in her daydream, been this way since 18. But lately her face seems slowly sinking, wasting, crumbling like pastries.
They scream the worst things in life come free to us, and we're all under the upperhand, go mad for a couple grams, and she don't wanna go outside tonight,
and in a pipe we fly to the Motherland or sell love to another man, it's too cold outside, for angels to fly, angels to fly, to fly, fly, for angels to fly, to fly, to fly, for angels to die.
