here.

I’m convinced I could take God in a fight, but getting out of bed in the morning knowing other people will be awake has been the struggle of the year… 
          
          I could still take God in a fight tho 

yeah so you need to update >:(

I could fall into a world of my own 
          Surrounded by my hero’s, embodied tragedies of old,  
          If you were not there waiting for me still 

It’s a thin line tonight 

You can still see the stars from hell 

this is my other account, it's little one <3

Imagine being brave enough to leave footprints behind you 
          
          I think I’ve found the feeling I want to call home 

I’m breaking 
          I’m breaking and it’s not soft and small and fragile 
          
          I’m breaking and it’s feral 
          It’s hard and bruising and bloody and 
          
          And I don’t want to come back home to this 

I know I wrote it, but I think one of my favorite lines is, “I think eighteen is just old enough to break your own heart because you’re scared to learn it could one day stop beating.” 

You're not nothing, what happened?