Morgan, living the dream. ∞ I live in California and the beach is my second home. ∞ Love everyone and will help anyone who needs it. ∞

Stay classy, not trashy :).

Some of us are lovers, most of yall are haters, but i put up a wall, and there just wallpaper... so love me or hate me, i stay hate-free. they say we learn from mistakes: why, thats why they mistake me. ∞
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alluringdaisies: r-osyisland: ♡ following back similar blogs ♡ more posts like this ☮❀
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slutstatus: i’ve reblogged this picture 400 times
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foodnun: thefrogman: Get a giant telephoto lens. Start zoomed all the way out. Step back a few feet and zoom in so the object is the same size. Repeat.Or it’s witchcraft and we need to set this photographer on fire. 
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piercethetaco: sk1ppingst0ne: youre-killing-me-love: yourr-suicide-blonde: piercethebeau: there-is-hope-with-music: cuts-over-cuts: good-parents-produce-bad-kids: “Darling, you’ll be okay” if only vic knew how much these lyrics meant to me I think I’ve Reblogged This about 1000 times. Oh Well, Why Not Some More . i need this right now what am i going to do tomorrow night when they sing this like i can’t i’m gonna cry so hard Depression / Self Harm / Suicide / Advice blog On saturday, when they play this I will be in tears because this band means more to me than any of the bands that I listen to on a daily basis. I will cry. I will have tears strolling down my face and I will not be able to scream the lyrics because i will be crying so much. i needed that <3
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battle-for-perfection: I don’t get help because I am the helper. I’m sure I’m not the only person who can relate to this. You’re the friend who helps everyone, gives them advice when they need it, tells them they’re perfect when they feel ugly, and help them with their relationships even though you’ve never been in one yourself. But then the time comes around for you to be sad, for you to need help, and they’re not there to give it. Sure, sometimes you may not tell people you need help when you need it, but when you do tell everyone just ignores the fact and continues on with their lives like you don’t matter. And then the next day they come to you for more help. I’ve gotten to the point where I don’t even care if I get their help or not. I wouldn’t even know what to do if they did offer help, I’ve never been on the other side of the relationship and I would feel out of place if I was. I’ve become better at dealing with my feelings and problems myself rather than telling anyone or even anything. More on this. At some point, you don’t even want help anymore, even if you need it, because you’re so far gone into your role that you can’t see yourself getting help. You get to a point where you refuse other people’s help because you don’t want to burden them, because you’re the person that’s supposed to be burdened by others. At some point, you become afraid of getting help. this!
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bandsandbattlescars: this should be on everybody’s blog, no matter what kind of blog it is.
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