weightin on

Pretending it’ll get better
When you’re not around
Finally free but I’m lying to me
Searching for the black memories
To show my heart what I mean
But nothing puts me at ease

Where are you going
Come back with my heart
Sure as the wind keeps blowing
Nothing’s going to heal these scars

Broken promises you’ve given me
Make me want to live a life without words
Expectations die before birth
Trying to kill the pain before it hurts

Where are you going
Come back with my heart
Sure as the wind keeps blowing
Nothing’s going to heal these scars

Prescribe me at 10 times my weight
In a vegetable state so they lock me away
Pretending it will get better
When I’m not around
Finally free but I’m lying to me

Where are you going
Come back with my heart
Sure as the wind keeps blowing
Nothing’s going to heal these scars

Where are you going
Come back with my heart
Sure as the wind keeps blowing
Nothing’s going to heal these scars

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AO3 Link: http://archiveofourown.org/works/5079565


Steve entered the room quietly, not wanting to spook Tony. He had left the kitchen full of worried Avengers only moments before.

They’d all been reading a magazine article about, well… them. Tony was mentioned first, and who ever wrote the article had written some pretty mean stuff. Especially about his height and weight

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i think of you when i don’t expect to
you come rushing in, reminding me
of the way you look at me
your smile, your laugh
your voice
the way your hands feel
the way i’m always warm and you are cold
a weight
in my heart
you’re here, with me
but only the memory
only the hope of seeing you again
please let me see you again

An original poem I wrote that I turned into a song….don’t normally sing EVER, but it’s my birthday, so I said fuck it lol. Thanks for listening folks :) 

A heart is of no use,
when it is broken.
And a battle doesn’t matter
when the war is won.
I’ve sifted through our words
and all our curses
and I see now,
oh I see now,
our love is done.

I walked a thousand miles
to hold your sorrow,
just to feel the heavy weight
in my hands.
I tried to be your lover
and your best friend,
but I see now,
I fell short
of your demands.

My sorry’s are for naught
if you don’t hear them,
but in vain,
I’ll keep yelling to the wind.
I’ll say it once, say it twice
say it, oh, a thousand times,
but I see now,
oh I see now
I have sinned.