I’m walking alone
In this crowded school they call home
Yet what is home
Without your presence by my side
At times I wonder
What life would be without you
It would be terrible

Yet now I am living in a nightmare life
I thought would never happen

Chrorus:
Look at me now
I’m faking laughter, faking smiles
It’s all I’ve ever known
Yeah it’s all I’ve ever known
Since the day you forgot about me
Living me alone falling for you
To hide envy and pain
Yeah it’s all I’ve ever known
This song’s for you

Nothing to do but
look around hoping to see you around sometime
It never happens
So I check your Facebook account instead
I shouldn’t have done that
I see you’ve met way prettier girls than me


And now I am living in a nightmare life
I thought would never happen

CHORUS

Open your eyes… Open your eyes…

CHORUS

Matt Bomer in EW’s Magic Mike photoshoot [x]

AND THEN MY FUCKING OVARIES EXPLODED. *__*

Matt Bomer - Entertainment Weekly (May 2012)

never ending list of favorite males → matt bomer

mattdekayandtimbomer:

16/100 pictures of Matt Dekay and Tim Bomer.

Matt Bomer - Filming White Collar (May 24, 2012)

I was so moved by the season 3 finale of White Collar. It inspired me to write this Neal Caffrey-inspired poem. 

What’s gonna happen to Neal now? 

“The Point Of No Return” (White Collar Season 3 finale)

Written by: Arvi Marie Dacuba

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North, west, south and east

Escape is inevitable, hardwired from psych’s beast

An allure to run away

Living in the clouds, fantasy’s come what may

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Going away means never coming back

Eternal goodbye to the land that keeps him on track

Over are those late night hours of catching darkness

Rest in desolation, leaving the past a burning sadness

Given the choice would stay behind?

Even if it cost you a prison of regret intertwined?

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Checkmate! Or so we all thought

Anklet has been severed; the death of reforming that was sought

Far away from haven, can fulfillment be upheld?

Future is a blur, a dusk of smoke, an empty footprint

Realization hits, no more backdoors for him to sprint

Everything however seems to burn through his mind

Yesterday’s past doesn’t seem too far behind. 

matthewbomerfan:

~Matt Bomer Blog~

matthewbomerfan:

He’s too cute :3

~Matt Bomer Blog~

matthewbomerfan:

~Matt Bomer Blog~