#cage the elephant

songs to play on your ipod nano whilst indulging in unrealistic fantasies as a coping mechanism x 

open invitation for any alt girl with a decent music taste, doc martens, or an obsession with tarot cards to both possess and step on me 

kids in my class are considering becoming cops so from now on i’m devoted to nothing but the tedious task of playing anti-fa songs within their earshot at any given opportunity until they confront me 

songs which i envision would be played when either a) slow dancing in the middle of an empty prom hall at two am or b) drinking black coffee before driving off down the open highway, on the run from the police  

middle aged dads in hawaiian shirts on their fiji vacation

have you been emotionally attached to a character from skins for so long you’ve become to adopt their unhealthy coping mechanisms and mannerisms or are you normal? 

playlists for being disowned by the family when you tell your grandma you no longer believe in god <3 

though i’m not one to condone violence, i see absolutely nothing wrong with gathering an angry mob of girls and rallying against the local incels; torches alight and pitchforks at the ready 

just watched an early 2000s romcom starring hugh grant and unfortunately i’m obliged to change every facet of my personality without hesitation 

striving to embody teens in films where they drive through the night with the best friends but instead it’s just me listening to lorde whilst my mum complains about the speed limit for two years until i get my license 

goodness! you’re telling me my wealthy husband died under mysterious circumstances? how utterly tragic 

playlists for changing your personality every sunday night <3

i may not exude the same energy as the main character but i can assure you that i’ll spontaneously appear halfway through the film to offer some vague guidance relating to the central conflict

i miss the days men went off to war and never returned

based on the post which says “i’m too much of a baby i wanna meet people the old fashioned way where we’re both on either side of a fish tank and notice each other through the water…”

i thrifted a pair of beaten up vans and a beanie and now i think i can skate so please, someone, interpret this as a desperate cry for help