|This is my journal. I write and say what I feel as well as post pictures of things that I enjoy or find beauty in. I am not perfect but I am human. I will not tolerate hate of any kind so please do not try to send me any.|
someone should come rub aloe on me <3
Just remember that I’ll always love you.
Maybe I need you
Here in this hotel room
Thinking about angels
Thinking about what they do
Maybe they’ll fly
Bring you right here
Cover them miles
Tonight I saw your ghost
pedaling a bicycle with a basket
towards a moon as full as my heavy head
and i wanted nothing more than to be sitting...
I die a little more inside every time she calls me “darling” or “trish” and not “baby”. But “baby” will hurt too because I know its not true.
Have you ever been in such an antisocial mood that when people try to talk to you, you get frustrated?
sometimes being on-call is super cool and filled with fun stories and sometimes it’s telling people why they’re not allowed to leave their stinky...
You don’t know what you are talking about. Idk who you are but don’t talk about her. She is far from a horrible person. She is terrifying and...