i still care

female + 22 + nashville by way of brooklyn

to the best week of a lot of people’s lives

Today marks the absolute, definitive end of my time on The Wanted US tour. It’s a bittersweet feeling. Bitter because it’s over, sweet because my body could not physically take another night of no sleep, booze, red bull, or fast food. Could not. Would not. Will not.

Regardless, there are so many things that I want to say and so few words that truly explain and describe how lovely this week has been. There’s something magical about seeing a band you love in front of a room full of people who are shouting their lyrics back at them. There’s something perfect about the way that a person looks when they realize that other people (LOTS OF OTHER PEOPLE) love, cherish and worship their music. I work in this industry for a lot of reasons but those two reasons are probably the strongest and show after show after show I watched both occur on this tour.

Music can be a religious experience and this week has just been a remembering of what it feels like when it is.

every day of my life i struggle with a constant battle between wanting to leave

& wanting to stay.

i can’t help it. there’s something in me that screams ‘the clock is ticking, go, go, go. see it all. see it all now. you might die. you might wake up at 40. you might get stuck behind a desk and never see the light of day. just go. while you’re young and you’re reckless and you don’t care about the fact that there’s 50$ in your bank account by 665$ invested in a plane ticket to london.’

and whatever it is that usually screams quieted down for a little. but only a little. and now it’s louder and stronger than ever.

it’s almost impossible to weigh out the pros versus the cons.

it’s equally impossible to even begin to fathom how many friends you could potentially never see again. how many acquaintances will never become friends if you leave now.

but it doesn’t really matter because i’ve never been happier than i am when i’m not here.

Anonymous asked: Are you going to The Wanted DC concert?

I don’t know who you are but yes, I am! I’ll be at DC, NYC, Philly & Chicago for the US dates.

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Now and then I think of when we were together
Like when you said you felt so happy you could die
I told myself that you were right for me,
but felt so lonely in your company
But that was love & it’s an ache I still remember

You can be addicted to a certain kind of sadness
Like resignation to the end, always the end
So when we found that we could not make sense
Well, you said that we would still be friends
But I’ll admit that I was glad that it was over

But you didn’t have to cut me out
Make out like it never happened and that we were nothing
I don’t even need your love, but you treat me like a stranger
And that feels so rough


No, you didn’t have to stoop so lowHave your friends collect you recordsAnd then change your numberGuess that I don’t need that though

Now you’re just somebody that I used to know 

Now & then I think of all the times you screwed me over
But had me believing it was always something that I’d done
But I don’t wanna live that way,
Readin’ into every word you say

You said that you could let it go,
and I wouldn’t catch you hung up on somebody that you used to know 

But you didn’t have to cut me out
Make out like it never happened and that we were nothing
I don’t even need your love, but you treat me like a stranger
And that feels so rough


No, you didn’t have to stoop so lowHave your friends collect you recordsAnd then change your numberGuess that I don’t need that though

Now you’re just somebody that I used to know.