Mickey. 16. Nowheresville, Indiana. Basket Case. House Tyrell. Phantom~
facebook??? sorry thats for LOSER idiot extroverts unlike me, who is a COOL smart introvert. now if you’ll excuse me i have a book to read and a tumblr post to ‘feels’ *hits tardis bookshelf with pathetically scrawny elbow, tons of books pile upon my useless body as i lie motionless*
What if you wake up one morning and you’re in bed with the love of your life and they have their arm around you and they’re snoring like a fucking ass hole, but you can’t help but to smile and you hear a baby crying and it finally hits you, you’ve made it.
you beat the demons inside you, the voices, the darkness.
I look forward to that, to knowing I made it.
this deserve so many notes
100% sure im ugly as hell and yet I still expect to be in a relationship with a hot person
and its done, neat and ready
good thing harry potter didnt choose slytherin
I couldn’t sleep last night so I drew this picture inspired by Guns For Hands. |-/