riloe

A Better Son / Daughter
  • A Better Son / Daughter
  • Rilo Kiley
  • The Execution of All Things
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And sometimes when you’re on,
You’re really fucking on,
And your friends, they sing along
And they love you.
But the lows are so extreme
That the good seems fucking cheap,
And it teases you for weeks
In its absence.

But you’ll fight, and you’ll make it through,
You’ll fake it if you have to,
And you’ll show up for work with a smile.
And you’ll be better, and you’ll be smarter,
And more grown up, and a better daughter,
Or son, and a real good friend.
You’ll be awake, you’ll be alert,
You’ll be positive, though it hurts,
And you’ll laugh, and embrace all your friends.
You’ll be a real good listener.
You’ll be honest, you’ll be brave.
You’ll be handsome, and you’ll be beautiful.
You’ll be happy.

for robins and batgirls, for young avengers, for teen titans, for runaways and gifted youngsters

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tracklist

i. teenagers||my chemical romance
ii. we are young||fun(ft.janelle monae)
iii. white teeth teens||lorde
iv. young volcanoes||fall out boy
v. a better son/daughter||rilo kiley
vi. glory and gore||lorde
vii. wake me up||avicii
viii. young legends||sleigh bells
ix. carry on||fun
x. the phoenix||fall out boy
xi. the fighter||gym class heroes(ft.ryan tedder)

It is springtime, and springtime can kill you (just like it did poor me). The light is clearer and hangs on longer in the sky each day, the birds are all singing riotous songs in the treetops. A few days ago, it was seventy degrees; I drank iced coffee and resisted the urge to cut the sleeves off all my t-shirts. It is springtime, and I am so damn restless I’m about ready to tear my skin off. I can’t focus on anything. I pick up a book, read a few pages, put it down again. I start a poem, write a few lines, quit. My notebooks are full of Jenny Holzer-esque truisms that I write in all caps. YOU WILL GET SO TIRED OF WEIGHING THE POTENTIAL CONSEQUENCES. SOMETIMES YOU WILL BE READY TO SAY “FUCK IT” AND FOLLOW YR HEART. BE A DRUNKEN SLUT. STOP THINKING. IT’S SO TIRING. TRUST YR STUPID FUCKING HEART.