i love being in people’s dreams
well unless i get killed or something
Once my friend had a dream that there was a serial killer at our school and everyone went behind bulletproof glass but I got distracted by a butterfly and got killed
The amount of questions Bastille asks in thier songs really stresses me out
are you gonna age with grace? do you like the person you’ve become? can you fill the silence? how am i gonna be an optimist? how am i gonna get myself home?
like idk dan you figure it out