Addict With A Pen

We are all lost in our heads. Looking for an escape but rather retreating within. This is a place for those who don't know where to go. A place of expression.
I do not prompt self harm or any of that stuff. This is just a place to let everything out. That being said, this blog may be triggering.
I am an outlet for anyone who needs to talk. Just send me a message or something.

I made a notebook full of letters to my boyfriend that I plan on giving him when he visits. It’s my way of sticking around with him after I die.

I am done trying.

It’s time to go…..

thedreamleftbehind:

triplash:

binart:

TODAY ON, “I DIDN’T REALIZE I WAS INTO THAT.”

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THE TERRIFYING JOURNEY OF SELF DISCOVERY

THIS

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dont yell at me

travelersunite:

bananakittywho:

snaku:

dont yell at me

dont yell at me

dont yell at me

dont yell at me

  • dont
  • yell
  • at
  • me
  1. instead of yelling try not yelling

if you ever yell at me, i promise you i will cry no matter who you are or what i did

Even if you slightly raise your voice or sound upset i will consider it yelling

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carry-on-my-wayward-butt:

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wideawakeparalyzed:

arpeggia:

Duane Michals - The Bogeyman, 1973 | More posts

GOOD FUCKING GOD THAT IS TERRIFYING

Fuck

“And so the little lamb and his mama live happily ever after,” the girl finished reading her story aloud to the creature beside her. Hopeful orbs of blue glistened as she cocked her head up at him. “Didya like that, Mister Boogey?”

No response from underneath the black coat. She frowned, teetering off her seat ever so slowly before her tiny feet reached the ground.

“Mister Boogey?” she asked again, gripping the corners of the dark trench coat.  When nothing responded, she slowly peeled it open, revealing the coat rack on which he had been perched. Where had he gone?

The little girl shrunk back, upset that her friend had left without a word. She curled up in her chair, clutching the book tightly in case he came back to hear the rest of the tale. Suddenly, a soft wind blew through the empty room, but before she could turn to see what had caused it, she was swept up in darkness.

“Gotcha,” the creature chuckled, cradling her close to him.

The child squeal with laughter most contagious, pleased of his return.

“I thought you left!” She gave a pout, looking up at his shadowy face.

“Why, my dear, I’d never leave you. I am your guardian after all, am I not?” The monster gave her a toothy smile. “And I will always be your Boogeyman.”

Tumblr: the only site that can turn something so terrifying into something utterly adorable

Not sure if I should be terrified or smile um

too cute too cute too cute i’m gonna cryyy

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