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Brand New can meet all your insult/comeback/facebookstatusesaboutyour ex needs:

  • I hope you come down with something they can’t diagnose; don’t have the cure for.
  • Nothing that you do is new to anything or anyone but you.
  • I hope that next boy that you kiss has something terribly contagious on his lips.
  • Don’t apologize! I hope you choke and die!
  • It’s girls like you that make me think I’m better off home on a Saturday night, with all my doors locked up tight.
  • Is that what you call tact? You’re as subtle as a brick in the small of my back.
  • You could drink up the entire ocean; I’ll still find someone to be everything we know that you’ll never be.
  • Everyone’s caught on to everything you do.
  • Is that what you call a getaway? Tell me what you got away with cause I’ve seen more spine in jellyfish. I’ve seen more guts in eleven year old kids.
  • I’ve got a twenty-dollar bill that says no one’s ever seen you without makeup. You’re always made up.
  • Have another drink and drive yourself home. I hope there’s ice on all the roads and you can think of me when you forget your seat belt and again when your head goes through the windshield.

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