everytime I listen to death cab I think of the time I met you.
you know it’s true
why can’t you see I still care
it’s just not fair
how we all grow up
move our separate ways
it’s all just the same
there’s nothing else I can see.
There is nothing prettier than a city at 5 AM with its empty streets and cold wind
(Source: hazelhirao, via lilhippiegirl)