breakfast for dinner.

october.

mistletoe all around.

angelina.

don't change a thing.

i don’t think i’ll last too long.
cause a star seems to shine brightest right before it’s gone.
i don’t know how long i’ll last.
cause it’s hard moving on when nobody moves from your past.
all my peers and cares have left me.
all i pick and carry’s heavy.
i’m fighting something much too strong.
all my thoughts are aching.
all my pride is shaken.
i’m not fast enough to outrun.

phony.

devinbeasleyjr.