FY! Backseat Goodbye!

Backseat Goodbye - please.illuminate.me

All those times I ran and ran and ran
Finally caught up with me,
Now I’m not so sure who I am
All I know to do now is lie here in my bed,
Imagining all the different ways to disappear
It’s really not that bad, I’m just young and think too much
But seriously, I need to get out of here

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Do you miss Backseat Goodbye? I do. As much as I like Chad's solo stuff it just doesn't seem as quality to me.

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I miss Backseat Goodbye a lot. But, it’s not like he’s done with it. I think he just kinda needs a break from it but hopefully he’ll be back to it soon. I will forever love and support whatever Chad does but yeah, I feel the same way. There’s just something special about Backseat Goodbye.

Posted 2 weeks ago

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The Immaculate Inverse of Saying The Right Thing The Wrong Way

rose-byanyothername:

I was Obviously doomed to to a word wrong.
I typed ‘lofe’.
I meant to type ‘life’.
The final product:
…”I’d much rather you just be the love of my lofe.”
However,
I suppose instead of correcting myself
I can just say that you really are
the love of my
lofe.
What’s a lofe, you ask?
Well, my dear, I’ll tell you.
It’s new!
As a matter of fact,
its so new, that not even my living room
has head of the word yet!
(And thats quite the feat,
because I’m currently sitting 3 feet from it,
in my kitchen now.)
On to the definition though…
(I’ve only made up one word before this one,
so pardon me if it’s not exactly, err, understandable)
LOFE-The act of life, in a sense that forever is a tangible
product of two souls connecting at one point.
So, what I’m saying is,
I want you to be the love of,
not just my here and now,
…but my there and whenever,
staring forever,
in my eyes so familiar I can’t tell where my gaze stops
and yours
starts.
I’ll sing you songs
and you can make fun of the way my hair screams,
“bloody hell! Won’t you comb me, for once!,”
when I awake from a night of sleep by your side.
Wait, you didn’t know my hair was british?
Well, its not, but if I ever find myself giving it a voice again,
I can assure you, in my mind,
it will forever and ever,
remain British from here on out,
simply because of this single instance.
Just as how, because of the single instance when I met you,
I will forever and ever,
see you as the one that I love.

Reblogged 3 weeks ago from rose-byanyothername

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morganisadragon:

Hope Song - Backseat Goodbye

My country isn’t lovely like it used to be.
The people here are worried.
The blind still can’t see, but I’m sure they can hear the children in their homes waiting for a day when they’ll look forward to tomorrow.
The great divide is coming closer.
You can’t show your pride on a bumper sticker and just pretend your kids aren’t dying overseas.
The change you want won’t appear from simply wishing; you’ve gotta get up off your ass and do something.

I’m sick, sick and tired of watching this faded flag bleed.
Cause freedom may be nice, but it sure as hell ain’t cheap.
Our past may be a sinking ship face down in the Atlantic tied up to a bridge of men who simply don’t give a shit.
But that don’t mean today we can’t build a new tomorrow.
Paint it up with brilliant colors made of change and call it hope.
But we’re not gonna take this.
No, not anymore
You can’t measure us by what we’ve done before.
We’ll call this home again.
I want to call this home again.
I want to call this country home again.
We’ll call it hope.

Reblogged 3 weeks ago from morganisadragon

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In Seams
Backseat Goodbye

loveisundeclared:

Backseat Goodbye- In Seams

Lovely lips, tangled in sheets.
Who needs love when you’ve got insecurities?
Lovely hips, tangled in seams.
Two drunk kids fucking in the backseat

Reblogged 3 weeks ago from loveisundeclared

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