My so called Life
I like fringed boots, jasmine flowers, sea salt, The Strokes, and taking the time to enjoy life.
Word of advice: never underestimate your power.
Message me about your life <3 Shaka brah
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Bad Dream
Here I am, having a good dream. Actually… an AWESOME one! Then things go horribly wrong. Before I begin to spill… yes, I’m one of those people who keep a journal/diary. But in reality… it is so much more. It is a record of thoughts… feelings. I draw in it. I dream in it. I set goals, plan, discover. I write down quotes, bible verses, my thoughts on life…on me, everything. The sane and the insane, the good and the bad… the really bad; they are all wrapped up between the lines and scribbled all over the pages like a map to my soul. And here in my dream… all of these secrets and thoughts and desires and hopes and dreams… were ALL out on display for the entire world to see. Scary, right? Complete strangers were looking through the pages of this book… they were looking at ME… and their expressions were all different. Some were judging. Some were stupefied. Some were in shock. Some could care less. And some were… accepting? In the dream, I couldn’t handle it… I started to hyperventilate… and when I wake up I am still having trouble breathing. I ran away in my dream while I was barely inhaling and exhaling… so how am I going to handle this in real life? Well, the steps to reconnect, recover, renew, and rediscover will be hard. But… with this dream… I need this more than ever. Let’s see where I end up!
- O
This is my best friend Kaylyn. Isn’t she beautiful? She’s in the hospital and I’m really scared for her. I miss her so much and want her to get better. There’s a very good possibility she might die. I love her with all my heart and I wouldn’t know what I’d do without her. She doesn’t think anyone cares about her. She doesn’t think anyone would care if she died. She doesn’t think she’s beautiful. She doesn’t think she’s skinny. She doesn’t think she’s good enough. But somehow she always has a smile on her face. She’s the strongest person I know. It’s been a day so far and I still haven’t talked to her. Today at school I begin to cry. She’s helped me through so much so I want to make it up to her. She has the most beautiful personality. She’s the funniest person I ever met. Reblog this if you would care if she died. When she gets out I want to show her how many people care about her. Please, you don’t know how much this could change her life.
I want to at least get 500 notes on this please guys. I promise it won’t make your blog ugly.
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