Call it hate, call it love, I call it art.
(Source: chonakasinger.com, via fuckyeahalisonmosshart)
How can I rely on my heart if I break it with my own two hands?
I heard all you said and I love you to death
I heard all you said, don’t say anything
It’s the last goodbye, I swear
I can’t survive on a half-hearted love that will never be whole.
