Hey, the names Morgan. I'm 15 and I do NOT promo self harm or anything along those lines. I have a blog in which I post things according to my mood. I've been through a lot so don't come around and try to tell me you know my life story! Keep it real, and if you like the blog, please follow! (: & If you wanna see my face, take a little pop in to 'Page' below here.

 

In my dream, people apologized for things that were about to happen and lit candles by inhaling. Lovers pulled up each-other’s underwear, buttoned each-other’s shirts and dressed, and dressed, and dressed. My dream went all the way back to the beginning, the rain rose into the clouds, and the animals descended the ramp, two by two, two giraffes, two spiders. The rain came after the rainbow. Eve put the apple back on the branch, the tree went back into the ground, it became a sapling, which became a seed. God said, let there be light, and there was darkness.

I’d try to explain that it’s not really negativity or sadness anymore, it’s more just this detached, meaningless fog where you can’t feel anything about anything — even the things you love, even fun things — and you’re horribly bored and lonely.

Allie Brosh (via seabois)

We ignored truths for temporary happiness.

six words; twenty-eight  (via bakkyun)

(Source: jysng)

someonecalledmefamous:

mu5icliz:

germansam:

tokyosluts:

Sleeping is nice because youre not actually dead and youre not awake so its a win-win situation

It’s like being dead without the commitment.

an open relationship with death

death with benefits

(Source: tokyogals)