he is so beautiful.

I’ve got holes,

in my jeans.

but what’s worse,

they’re in my head too.

oh adam young.

What exactly is Owl City?
A city where happy owls live, work, breathe, ride bikes and fly kites. They pick flowers, sing in the shower, salsa dance, swim in pools, knit sweaters and read dreamy books with happy endings. They roller skate, watch romantic movies, drive clean cars to church, hold hands on the beach and run on treadmills after they eat a lot of pizza. They enjoy vanilla skies, swinging on swing sets, walking in the rain, pajama parties, wearing fuzzy sweatshirts in the winter and imagining what it would be like to breathe underwater. Owl City is an innocent place where life is pleasant and enjoyable. It's a place where pretty owl girl flight attendants smile at handsome boy owls at 30,000 feet. It's a place where little owls sometimes get lost in grocery stores but they always find their momma's again. =]

quite possibly the cutest thing I have ever read?
yes.

even fairytale characters would be jealous.

otters hold hands while sleeping.
if they accidentally let go,
they will wake up to find one another and join hands again
♥

we speak in different voices, when fighting with the ones we love.

when the light starts to burn,
and the pain returns,
I just wish that I could heal
the hurt you feel tonight.
don’t you doubt;
how can you expect to win this war,
if you’re too afraid to fight?

sometimes good things fall apart so better things can fall together.

dear little girl,
life with so much pain.
time you can’t replace, trapped inside.
too afraid to cry.
stand unafraid, all the good souls.

I can't breathe!

Is that you standing there?

It's not your heart.

As it begins to beat.

a while ago people starting sticking these all over downtown.
I started collecting all the best ones,
and all the cute ones where people were looking for someone I just took a picture of,
because I felt terrible for taking it down and maybe losing their chance of finding that special someone.
♥

i thought you said forever, over and over.

tonight my heart is cold
lost in your lies, shallow replies.
tonight I'll just let go,
lost in your eyes, transparent cries.

hold on, there's a hole in my heart..

everyone can see right through me,
it goes all the way to the waves
where my love she tried to wash away.

i'm sharing a drink with an empty seat, and a laugh with a memory.

for years and years she tried to hide the whiskey on her breath,
she finally drank her pain away,
a little at a time
but she never could get drunk enough
to get him off her mind.

drive fast please, 'cause this booze is not lasting.

because i've been feeling sentimental for days gone by,
all those summers singing, drinking, laughing, wasting our time.
remember all those songs
and the way we smiled
in those basements made of music.

i'm such a fuck up, let's fuck this one up right.

and we'd get drunk and kiss,
our bodies twist like shoelaces.

and so i drink to stay warm and to kill selected memories.

that scar is not so easy to erase,
he walks with a glass cane now.

how to love without getting burned?

i keep your picture

to remind myself

of what i wish

i wasn't.