day 10

6 things you cant live without

1. a boy by my side (i know we've worked so hard for feminist rights.. but its true)
2. my best friend
3. burts bee's in my pocket
4. china <3
5. reeses peanut butter cups
6. family

were such good friends. but somehow it feels like im falling for you. slowly falling for you. but god i hope im wrong.

Day 8

a recent picture of you

Day 7

one thing you want to tell someone



talking to you is the biggest challenge i've ever had to face. you scare me. you terrify me. but i love you with all my heart. and i wish you could trust me. and i wish i would give you a reason to.

Day 6

the hardest thing you've had to do

well the hardest thing i had to do, was get the guts and go to the childrens hospital for help. i knew i needed it, i knew it would help. but i didnt have the courage to. and i didnt have the courage to stay. i wanted to run away i couldnt stand that place. i couldnt stand not being allowed to wear my own clothes and having to wear those gross cotton robes that let my whole back show. i couldnt stand the crazy people there. the rules ate me alive. the noise, the anger, the sadness rushed through me like 100 tons of bricks. i couldnt breath, i couldnt eat, i couldnt sleep, i couldnt function. you need smiles, friends, family, and laughs to survive. well i was there all i got was cold stares, safety scissors, and plastic food, the crazy people telling me to smile in such a crap place,and medication . the hardest thing i've ever had to do... to try and stay sane in such a crazy place.

Day 5

a letter to your bestfriend

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We aren’t existing together or in like galaxies. Where yours is, that land illicit to mine. Yours is polluted from late night escapades. Whose origin began when you decided to chug goblets of juice from the stars to get high. Soon enough, foul secrets were being slurred into vanilla scented necks inside dark closets, with only memories and raw hips as witness. but, baby girl, you have to stop growing up so fast. Your delirious. And although the façade’s I carry, have sung me hymns of emotions I share with victims I cannot touch. You are one of them, I cannot touch you. but if i could protect from everything i would. but i will just hold your hand through it all. i will be your sidekick.but i must tell you dearest ,im hiding in the pocket of your coat. you just havent noticed me yet. i am slowly combusting. Exploding like millions of packaged pop rocks. I have found a new pastime and it's destroying me. My golden mane is loosing its shine and my iris’s are loosing their sparkle. Oh dear bella i am your very own supernova.




-some of this was copied from the amazing celeste-

Day 4

describe my mood.

thats an interesting one.... my mood is well im having a melt down.
im confused, hurt, scared, nervous, worried, upset, excited, happy, wrecked, depressed, furious, pissed out of my mind, fed up!

my mood = bitchfuck :)

logan i cant believe you did this to me. i honestly thought you were different. i thought you cared. i thought i could trust you. i thought you would be worth being one of the two guys i would date this year. well let me tell you something. you werent!