thoughts of a dying athiest

you’re driving at sunset and you can’t help but think you already experienced the happiest moments of your life

you come back home after moving out and finally realize you’re growing up

you’re at a houseparty. the music is loud and you feel like you’ve totally lost control, but in a good way. you feel free

songs that remind me of spencer reid

you only love people who end up hurting you. maybe that’s on you

pt. 1

pt. 2

pt. 3

if my life was a coming of age movie

you’re slow dancing with the love of your life around your room late at night. the light illuminates their face and you feel at peace.

you’ve been struggling. you’ve hurt people that you love, but you’re determined to get better.

you see them across the room and the butterflies in your stomach begin to flutter. you’re falling, and falling fast.

pt. 1 

pt. 2 

it's 2005 and you're in a local underground rock venue. you're jamming out with your friends. you're an emo kid.

you're at a party with your ex. she's been lowkey flirting with you all night, and you're not against it. you're fucked up, she's fucked up. the rest is history. 

you're marching in a protest. surrounded by others, you lift up your sign and join in the chant.

you feel like you're not there. you're not real; these hands are not your own. you feel as if you are watching yourself on the tv.

extras:

a ryden playlist

a petekey playlist

it must be past midnight by now. the beach is only illuminated by the streetlights from the nearest street. you're with someone you love. you take off your shirt and pull them into the water.

you're sitting alone in your room on valentine's day just wishing you could be in love.

you're sitting on your friend's porch casting spells. you're surrounded by the woods and her face is only illuminated by the candlelight. you're really a witch.

you just found out that your boyfriend was cheating on you. you throw your phone against the wall and just cry.

you're at your high school prom and you see the girl you still love dancing with someone else.

it's the first week of summer and you and your friends pile into a car and just drive away.

you're alone in your room. it's 2am and it's raining outside. all you want is to be with them again.