A Place To Always Belong
|I'm a socially awkward teenage blogger with self harm issues and an unhealthy obsession for fictional characters.|
That moment when you realize you actually have no one.
I’m Searching for Whatever’s Left of Me
It’s on the Ground
In A Box That Reads Lost and Found
It’s Lost and Found
one second it’s luke feels, then harry feels, then bam calum feels, wait no here comes some ashton feels, but don’t forget your daily dose of...
Me: Next Tuesday, just pretend I’m not here, I’ll be in my room all day and I’ll be very emotional…
Me: Okay first because of...
Do you ever look back at old journal entries and stuff
and your old woes and worries from like sixth grade or whatever
and just think
I write because I love to read. Hopefully someone wants to read my writing one day because they love to read.