'Cause in Ohio you can't predict the weather...

mynamesjustanoose:

Carry On - Off My Chest

What’s left
To say?
What’s left to say when you won’t fucking change?
We’ll stand on different ground until the fucking end
And that’s the way it will always be.
That’s how you want it
You fucking got it
At least it’s fucking
Off my fucking
OFF MY FUCKING CHEST
It’s gonna eat my inside
Until I get it
Off my chest 

longestwinter:

Carry On - Off My Chest

So what’s left to say when you won’t change?
We’ll stand on different ground until the fucking end
And that’s the way it will always be.