wakeupbrandnew:

unicornsandsuicidebombing:

I want a boy who will lie awake with me listening to the Smiths with me all night. I want a boy who get’s that I love really crappy old movies, and watches them with me regardless of how he feels about them. I want a boy that can put up with me when I get angry at him for no reason. I want a boy that’s okay with the fact I don’t feel comfortable in relationships, and is patient with me.
<3

I’ve been getting followers and it is kind of awesome ! :D <3

colourmehappy:

Whenever people ask me what I want to be when I grow up I always say ‘i don’t know’ but really, what I’ve always wanted was to be a writer. But I’ve always been scared I’m not good enough, so I don’t tell people that. But now I don’t really care if I’m not good enough, I enjoy doing it. If it fails I see nothing wrong with working behind a counter somewhere, you don’t need a career to be happy.

So know you know, I want to write.

Do it.

colourmehappy:

He’s lying in bed, it’s 7am. He is dreaming about a series of things that he couldn’t remember as two cold hands started stroking his back, he rolled over and mumbled ‘stop’ into his pillow. The hands then made their way up to his hair and then around his chest, she hugged him as tight as she could and whispered ‘i love you’ into his ear. He then wriggled out of her grip and turned himself to face her, the sunlight was seeping in through the half-open curtains and made her skin look paper-white as it shined on her, her hair was spread out all over the pillow. He lifted his hand and stroked her face, then ran his hand down her side until it came to a stop on her hip, he pulled her into him and held her so tight he was scared she might break. He smiled as she distangled herself to walk to the other side of their small bedroom and turn on the radio. As she was half walking half dancing back to their bed he reached over to the side table and pulled out a little box with a diamond ring. She stopped dead in her tracks as he calmly placed it on the edge of the bed, her smile was as much of a yes as he’d ever need.

<3

Tried my hand at writing something a little more, happy, than what I usually write, don’t kill me. Kays?

This was really sweet <3

I don’t usually have nightmares, and when I do I just kind of shrug them off. But this one is kind of stuck in my mind.

There’s this guy, long redish hair (really long) and wearing all black clothes, he’s kind of covered in blood and it’s dripping out from his ears, eyes and mouth and he is like crawling towards me with one arm reaching for me and he whispered ‘We’re ready for you’ then I woke up.

Seriously creepy D: my mom would be all ‘Satan is coming for you’ and then back off with a crucifix in her hand or something, but I don’t know D: he didn’t seem very devil-ish. Think I’m going to just forget about it for a while, unless anybody else has any idea what it might mean?

Okay, so both of my parents are Hardcore Christian and I pretty much grew up with the bible as a bedtime story, I up until I started learning about the different religions and how everyone has their own opinion about them I always thought that there was Heaven, Hell, Us and God. We lead a good life and commit minimal sins then we go to heaven, if we don’t, we go to hell.

But now I’m not so sure, I can’t tell if I believe all religions or no religions. All I know is I no longer commit to one (much against my parents wishes„, -.-)

What are your thoughts?