Jake, Harrison, Erica.
I love these 3 the most, they pressured me to stop. Even though it finally took my mum to ship me away. They played a large role in my recovery. I am forever grateful for having them.
<3
Jake, Harrison, Erica.
I love these 3 the most, they pressured me to stop. Even though it finally took my mum to ship me away. They played a large role in my recovery. I am forever grateful for having them.
<3
Etched across my mind are thoughts
Imploding at the seams
Trying to break this impenetrable link
Not knowing where it starts or where it ends
Losing grip with every second
There aren’t enough seconds in a minute
I shake
(via thelovelybones)
im gone.
Come, let’s away to prison:
We too alone will sing like birds I’ the cage;
When thou dost ask me blessing I’ll kneel down
And ask of thee forgiveness; so we’ll live,
And pray, and sing, and tell old tales, and laugh
At gilded butterflies…
it really does suck that this would be my second time away from home.
only last time it was a couple mere months. now this awful time, its a year. one whole year of my life, wasted. gone. kah-peesh. im a little too upset to produce proper grammar, or to even write for that matter. so i shall write some other time, if i have the will power, and can restrain from ranting.
df nsvbjkexcxjfdaswpeace.
If there was one place I had to be everytime I listened to this song I would choose to be :
With Jaslyn in Hoboken, looking up at the sky, and city skyline far away from us. I would feel so protected with her, and the sea of grass around us. We would be falling asleep in the dark with the water a…
&wake up with sun-burns; not sure if they will last. P.S they did. <3