tumblrs an escape, not a war. i guess i'm just trying to find myself, and figure out who i am, and where i'm going. i'm happy;3 follow me, pwease. pwease. pwease. i have no idea, how to explain myself.. im not even going to attempt it. youmetatsix, skrillex, a day to remember, twin atlantic, mayday parade, oasis, biffy clyro, Newton faulkner. cigarettes, vodka, film grain photos, parties, dream catchers and happy people ;3
So many people seem scared of death, I don’t understand why, I mean I used to be scared, now I’m jealous. I know that sounds sick, and horrible, and just insane, but it’s true. Yep, I’m just out of hospital for trying to OD..
And I wish it worked, I regret the way i did it, and I won’t do it again, but I still wish it worked. It’s like everythings always dark. I fool my friends and family, into thinking I’m okay, they never seem to double check so it’s always so easy. Everyone seems so concerned about their own, or eachothers problems.. Even my friends, and I’m not going to lie it hurts… Makes things worse alot of time. Even though I’m done, I would honestly kill, for anyone just to turn around, say they cared, mean it, talk about everything with me for hours. And that wouldn’t ever happen..
reality of summer: moving your laptop so that the sunlight doesn't reflect on the screen when you're trying to blog
