#nxtehqs

Destroy Me - Grandson I bring the match, you bring the gasoline it turns me on when you set me on fire. Enter my bloodstream, you are my nicotine, I need a fix, can we get much higher? I am unconscious, you are my DMT, you wear a crown that's made out of barbed wire. I am a lit fuse, you are my kerosene, I need a fix, will you destroy me? Destroy me. I don't wanna come down.

Nervous - The Neighbourhood  Maybe I shouldn't try to be perfect, I confess, I'm obsessed with the surface. In the end, if I fall or if I get it all, I just hope that it's worth it. Last year I fell flat on my face and last month I knew somethin' should change, last week I started over again. Ask me and I'll tell you how I've been, don't get me started. You've got me nervous to speak, so I just won't say anything at all. I've got an urge to release and you keep tellin' me to hold on. You've got me nervous to move, so I just won't give anything to you. You got me turnin' all around to be who you need me to. Should I be quiet? come on, be silent, you know I'm tryin', so don't say nothin'. Tell me you trust me and kiss me and hug me, yeah. Well, I would do anything for ya, you just gotta love me. 

Static Space Lover - Foster The People One morning I did try to call him by his name, but my men didn't know when to come around. How long, how long will we try to make it together? It's too long, it's too long, we could die, just hanging here forever. Hold on, hold on we'll get by as static space lovers, and we'll be fine circling each other. We're placing bets, saying "praise the Lord", just at eclipse, leave me wanting more. Well don't float too far 'cause I won't live without your constellation. Reach out my love 'cause I can't hold on forever. But I'll try and we'll never have to say goodbye

Exits - Foals We'll hide out. Oh, the weather is against us, houses on the ground, and flowers upside down, in our dreams. In the eye of the storm in the land where you were born, we try to make no sound, we hide out. 'Cause they watch us in our sleep, and the language that we speak, and the secrets that we keep, in our dreams. In our dreams. I said I'm so sorry to have kept you waiting around. I wish I could've come up, I could've shouted out loud.

How did we get so dark? - Royal Blood  How did I become a lookalike of someone you used to love? Someone you used to love. So dark. How did something so sweet tear us apart? Oh, on a sinking ship with a heavy heart. How did we get so dark? Nobody warned you, the tables would turn, and I could have told you, everything you've learnt would burn to dust. Now there's no one you can trust, just someone you used to love

Hurt - Oliver Tree  My day will come, I gave too much, I sold my soul, I'm waiting for my pay in full. My only one, your dying love, I've seen enough, I tried but, I don't think so, maybe it was me who was fucking up. I gave all I could give but, it seems like it never really was enough. I feel left out, I don't see how my whole life can change in one week. I don't mind my own reflection, I don't see how, you've been let down.

Are you bored yet? - Wallows  What's wrong? You've been asking but I don't have an answer. How come? I'm still thinking, let's pretend to fall asleep now. When we get old, will we regret this? Too young to think about all that shit and stallin' only goes so far when you've got a head start. 'Cause we could stay at home and watch the sunset but I can't help from asking, "Are you bored yet?" And if you're feeling lonely you should tell me, before this ends up as another memory. Will you tell the truth so I don't have to lie?

Colder Parts - HUNNY  Are you still human under all that glow. Or am I the only one? Chalk it up to bad timing and sticking around. We're trading our worn out hearts now for colder parts. Will we end up dancing alone? Head over heels for watches and wires. I don't intend on selling my soul. You wanna set my dirty hair on fire. You're gonna stop my hurting. Yeah, life's hard.

what your muse’s name is in mine’s phone:

ronnie 👸🏽

what your muse’s ringtone is in mine’s phone:

david bowie — fashion

what your muse’s picture is in mine’s phone:

last text recieved:

ronnie: are we still on for thrifting today?

last text sent:

wrapping your arms around them from behind Milo took a moment to survey the scene, they were two towns over and Milo had never felt so out of his comfort zone. The bar that they were in was loud and he knew that at some point Nate would want to dance. His lanky figure did not lend itself to that type of movement, so he downed the drink in front of him and silently counted down the seconds until Nate returned from the bar, silently chiding himself for not going with him. Then he felt soft fingers around his waist before Nates arms encircled him. His eyes fluttered shut and he leaned into the touch. “tell me why we are here again?” he asked with a small smile, looking over his shoulder to catch a glimpse of the man.

slowly pulling them onto your lap to curl up and cuddle there was no doubt about it, Milo was a pathetic sight to behold. He had just finished a book that had absolutely destroyed him. He was aware that it would, he knew it was what he was signing up for when he read the first page and all of the reviews of the book, but still, here he sat, sobbing. His hands were covering his puffy red eyes, he almost didnt hear the door opening, and when he did he did his best to hide the state he was in, but it just wouldnt happen. The book still laid next to him, and he couldnt even look at the cover without breaking out in another fit. Thats when he felt strong arms pull him onto his lap, he allowed the touch and melted into it as his head now rest against Nates shoulder. “Its just so sad..” he let out with a small hiccuped breath. “Im never reading again” he stated, all too over dramatically 

embracing them and holding them firmly against your chest They had been playing a game of beer pong for over thirty minutes, the other team was about the best players he had ever played with, but he had a great teammate. They worked together so well, and hell there was fifty dollars on the table for the winner. When he had finally planted his feet, aligned his elbow and shot the shot, the whizzing of the ball around the lip and into the cup was the greatest sound he could have ever heard. He put his arms up in victory and turned back to Nate “fucking finally, these guys are too good!” he laughed, wrapping his arms around the man and holding him tight, he kept his palms pressed firmly to his back before pulling back just enough to catch a glimpse of his face. “so how are we going to celebrate?” he smiled.

you’d know first hand, honey.. pun intended. 

“nate? nate hates me? I mean I totally understand why.. Im a coward. Theres no hiding how yellow bellied I am. I was so scared for so long that if we hooked up again he would leave, that I was this unattainable thing to him, and once he had me again he wouldnt want me anymore. After he kissed me, I wanted nothing more than to give into him, but I didnt want to lose him forever because I cant control myself... jokes on me,  I lost him anyway”