maybe my real gender was the friends i made along the way
oh nostalgia, i don’t need you anymore
although i may appear to look like ur average teen there is in fact a skeleton hiding deep inside of me
I told my mum that the skeleton war is coming and without a pause she goes, “skeletons don’t exist” I’m ??
please do not let ferguson die out like everything else big does. do not let this die out. do not let this continue on for three days and then everyone forget about it. do not let this happen.
queue this post up 3 days from now, a week from now, a month from now, a month from then. make sure even if you forget your blog will remember.
|—||Michelle K., What Keeps Me Up At Night #41 (via luscifers)|