I do not pick the wrong guys…they pick me.
― Carrie Bradshaw (via whatwouldcarriesay)

What a shame, what a shame we all remain such fragile broken things
A beauty half betrayed, Butterflies with punctured wings.
Still there are darkened places deep in my heart.
Where once was blazing light, now there’s a tiny spark.

Oh glory, Come and find me dancing all alone, to the sound of an enemy’s song.
I’ll be lost until you find me fighting on my own in a war that’s already been won.
I’ll be lost until you come and find me here, oh glory.

What a mess, what a mystery we’ve made of love and other simple things,
Learning to forgive… even when it wasn’t our mistake.
I question every human who won’t look in my eyes.
Scars left on my heart formed patterns in my mind.

Like the moon we borrow our light.
I am nothing but a shadow in the night
So if you let me, I will catch fire to let your glory and mercy shine.

It’s only been a week and a half. Don’t people date anymore?
― Aidan Shaw (via whatwouldcarriesay)