Blog 1
I Never really have wrote anything on a blog but i guess that i will start
I guess ill start with my obsession with my music and why i am the way that i am. I am not gonna be the type to cry all in my blog but l want to vent my story out there it will start with the usual little middle school depression or phase that many of us go through in our lives. The cutting and the i hate my life type stuff. I will get deeper into it in the next blog i guess cuz this blog it is really long already
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If you weren't told this today Here ya go my beautiful disaster
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Pain enters my soul Only his kisses can take it all away But he's not in reach So my tears will fall nd flow I'm a mess and I need him to fix me it's hard to fix me on my own I'm just so broken
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I just can't today
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Cuz why not
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Ever feel so tired you just....
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If you ever have had to say this over and over I'm so sorry
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Peasant: why do you like that music
Me: why are you breathing ._.
Peasant: ....
Me: shew with your filth
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Hold On Til May|Pierce The Veil Request something for me to edit!
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"Peter pan thats what they call me... I promise that you'll never be lonely" -Lost Boy
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Stained Glass Eyes And Colorful Tears // Pierce The Veil
Not my photo, just my edit
photo by @elmakias
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Beautiful once again
You bring me joy no one will ever understand Feeling free as if I was released from the prison in my mind You kissed my lips every ounce of love pushing against mine. No longer do i despise my appearance. But now I embrace it. I love you for helping me love myself Nd making me feel beautiful once again
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Stay strong please
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No more cuts
I used to wait.... until no one was awake And finally feel the pain I urged for I used to cry along with my crying wrist. The crimson blood would stain my skin. Yet, no one knew my little secret. I used to do nothing but worry about my daily dose of hurt. Now I am free from the pain of my razor Now I am clear of the bad thoughts in my brain that kept me up at night. Now I can look happy No more demons calling my name late at No more tears from my crying wrist No more
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