You guys are more than music. You are the best band ever. I’m very proud to say that I’m a huge fan, and every day I love you more. Your music makes me believe that everything will be all right someday, and that I must learn that when things aren’t going well, we just have to wait. Thanks to you, I discovered that all we have to do is find some color, and that some days can cut like blades, but, some days are like lemonades too. I learned that, ok, I’ll have to wait for someone to untangle me, but for real, this is not a big deal. I learned to be free. And now I know that I’m just a lover lost in the space (and, at the same time, one pack of smokes from broke). You guys teached me that someone’s arms can be the best place in the world, and that I can’t stop when I’m dreaming. I know that we all have been degrated, and we all will be the greatest too. In the end, growing up won’t bring me down, and I know that I’ll have to keep the hope inside of me. I want to thank you for being the ember to my flame when it gets dark, and for making me believe in myself again. Thank you for making me smile everytime I listen to a song, and for making me happy even when I’m not. Your music makes me forget about my world and connect to yours. You are my best discovery, and I thank for finding you every day. When I’m hopeless, I just listen to you and suddenly everything’s okay. Thank you for making my life easier, and HAPPY BIRTHDAY! I will never forget about you guys. <3

‎I was dancing with the devil; I was singing dirty songs. Pulling whiskey from the bottle, till the early break of dawn. Oh, my gorgeous arizona, here’s to getting caught with you. I was running with the wolves; I was howling at the moon. I felt lonely, lost, and stranded; I felt down and torn apart. With no cash left in my pockets, just a shitty fortune card. Hear that strength will find you sooner than you ever thought it would. Then the pain will turn to anger, move to joy, so now I’m good. And i’m one pack of smokes from broke, I can tell I won’t make it alone. So, i’ll keep on fighting, yeah, i’ll keep on fighting. In the end, will you sink, will you float? When you’re one pack of smokes from broke. I’m just one pack of smokes from broke.

captain-jordan:

Then the rain it came, and came.

There you were inside my brain.

(Source: parac0re)