one little name opened so many secrets.
I never would have expected that. EVER. I thought it would be something minor. Something all minors do. I guess i should always expect the un expected with you. but it doesnt change a thing. not even a bit.
You said you wanted to live. You choose it that day. That’s when I cried for all of us surviving, all of those two day. you all changed me. my life will never be the same again.
you will be old enough to start reading fairytales again.” C.S Lewis
My mom is a liar Im almost positive she settled for money instead of love and I swear to God she’s bipolar.
Narnia shall be the name of my first born daughter. She will be the envy of all the girls from pre-k to senior year.
"So it's time like these I wonder how i take it...
next to normal
Thought I would fancy doing some straight up...
So it turns out you aren’t going to stay in the same place you are for much longer. You have bigger plans and i guess little Pennslyvania can’t accomidate you anymore. I really do understand. I would do the same thing if i was in your Chuck Taylors. But I’m scared, it’s going to be hard. We both know that. It’s going to be harder then me giving up Pokemon and...
White flags turn into green bills. And the silver coins are traded for pills. Stoke the fire. Throw in your support. Empty your pockets. Make the world turn to dirt.
It’s easier to tell secerts in the dark. then the lights come back in and make your mind a farce.
"But rather then let chance take me, I'll take a...
We know that this isn’t going to last forever. We can feel it in our bones. The speeches will be said, the letters will be recieved, our childhood dreams are will make room for our student loans. What happened to those fairytales and that tiny naive face? We all are going to leave these halls and slowly be relplaced.
"Cause crazy is perfect
and fucked up is perfect. So I can be perfect. Perfect for you.”
I wish you were horrible too.
"Don't forget your fanny packs!"
.do not fear Mr. TV Man i would never commit such a crime.
The sun set like a fire over this town. No pride. No prejudice. Burning it all down. I watched. I listened. I made sure someone heard. These words are the legacy of the fire that occurred.
i am stupid
i changed the themem on my blog. I don’t like it. And now it’s immpossible to find my old one. joy in a hand basket. have fun looking at this ugly poop.
trust issues. zombies. and jibberish. this is getting WAY to normal for us i really love us.
They say imitation is the most sincere form of flattery. I would really like to dissagree. I write for my own sanity. What do you write for? Are you breaking the mold? Or are you just trying to be me?
There is nothing to this staright A scene that I want or adore. So lets pick a fight in these white walls and and scream our dreams out the door.
I love every once of your soul. Even the parts with the horcruxes.– Magic Boy
I wanted to be so many things when I was a kid. and then I made friends who lived out my dreams. they stole them
I'm praying for thunder. And it feels good.
-danielle ate the sanwhich
Made my bed. the one thats blue. so that the wild things could wreck it. just me and you