i wish i wasn’t a girl who needed so much but a little free creature that slept in deserts and ran on clouds and lived on lilies.
oona - tore my heart
you were once wild here. don’t let them tame you.
as you think of something as nothing thinks of you.
i’m always haunted by the idea that i’m wasting my life.
the minute you think of giving up, think of the reason you held on for so long.
i’m a victim of my own mind.
no one belongs here more than you.
i’m not always the same, and sometimes i crash down and stumble but i never crumble.
no more gasping for a breath.
and my running feet could fly each breath screaming “we are all too young to die”
learn to appreciate what you have before time forces you to appreciate what you had.
for i am knowledge and ignorance. i am shame and boldness. i am shameless, i am ashamed. i am strength and i am fear. i am war and i am peace.
dreams are less easily controlled than an acid trip.
lacrosse - excuses, excuses ♥
still getting butterflies every once in a while.
ignore all possible concepts and possibilities and do what you want.