I'm not writing on here anymore. Some things are better left for a pen and paper where only my eyes can read.
This will be for picture posting.

( take these broken wings )

a wee little chunk of my friends
are people my boyfriends had sex with
it's kinda weird to think that

i wish i had a guy would would pack a lunch
bring a blanket take me out in field and
lay and each lunch with me
maybe sneak a nap in there
and just lay in the sun with me and talk
is something so simple to much to ask for?

( things dont change )

I feel like the worst daughter ( Read more... )

bad news.

first time i've felt like inflicting pain on myself
in a long time.

( LOON LAKE )

( explorin with cait )

( everything ever!! )