Status: i'm just a little black rain cloud
Joined: December 16, 2011
Last Seen: 1 year
Birthday: April 24
user id: 251359
Location: Hyrule


stories of music . stories of dialogue . judy garland  .  hannah hart  .  rose dix   .  seabird  .  the   killers . eisley . tigers . bunnies . elephants . longboarding  .  tattoos  .  skinny ties  .  ears  . legend of zelda  .   pokemon 

i like
amenah so be a dear and check that cutie out . if you're feeling extra beautiful today, you should also say hi to noa  .  and this one's been with me from the beginning

01-08-12 matthew
??-??-12 emilyanne
02-06-13 courtney
03-17-13 caleb
05-04-14 alexander

steve followed me 05-23-14 if that means anything to you

a wise woman once said, "when you know yourself, it's only yourself you have to answer"


Quotes by Miluiel*

Everything ends or dies or gets taken away
Fxck bittersweet
And me
Until I forget about the trains and stuff like that
You shouldn't be hearing this
I shouldn't be saying it
But to hell with me and all my wanderlust
This is all just feelings gushing right?
Stream of consciousness
Don't take it personally
But I want to get out with you

t.s., explicit

five things i learned about myself last year

1. i am not impatient. i am restless.
2. i'm not a people pleaser.
3. practicing reckless optimism is not nearly as hard as knowing when to let it go.
4. the third cigarette is the hardest to light.
5. i can cry. i just have to let myself. 

shake me till my neck breaks
i'm not one of your demons
(ignorance is bliss, isn't it?) 

i 've got plans tget tyou
you know, don't you know?


dazzle me, dazzle me (throw away your gold). you'll never be what you wanna be with all that money.

e y e s  like broken christmas  l i g h t s

<< fifty words for murder >>
(  a n d  i ' m  e v e r y  o n e  o f  t h e m  )
bury your motives
bury your pride

august favorites
ice cream cake. kt. skinny jeans. weddings. iced tea. woe is me. sleepovers.
vaping. anticipation. driving at night. striped socks. super smash bros. kudos.
turning coworkers into friends. biking. black nail polish.
getting lost. asking the waiter for more free bread. expo markers and a white
board. audrey. sugar skulls. storage trunks. halloween. pancakes. classical
guitar. emperor's new groove. two-part inventions. morning air. laced fingers.
waffle cones. brandon flowers. piggy-back rides. glitter. don't stop believing.


every facet of my head hurts--my mind, my jaw, my ears, my eyes are on fire. my stomach is churning. i'm hunched over, sitting on a chair in my kitchen, staring at the medicine cabinet. i just want it to stop.
i am holding a bottle of pills. my hand is shaking, causing the capsules to rattle. my face is contorted, my eyebrows are permanently furrowed. the fan above me creates a buzzing noise that blocks out any voice of reason i could be hearing.
the bottle is on the floor, the cap is broken off. all the pills are gone. my shaking has gotten worse. i've started sweating, and drops of it sting my eyes. they blur my vision. i don't care. i feel like i'm going to lose everything i've eaten today. i pound my fist on my thigh, and the bruises that are already there scream. i grit my teeth.
my jaw aches worse than ever. my abdomen is sore. i'm gasping curses on myself. i've thrown up four times. i might pass out if i do it again. there was a time i would've died rather than vomit. i wish i was dead. wasn't that the whole point?
i am asleep on the bathroom floor. my toothbrush is laying on the side of the sink, next to an open tube of toothpaste. my dreams are black.
i cough myself awake. my skin looks dead. my toes are numb. my throat is raw. i take a shallow breath and stand up. my legs are wobbly. my body aches from sleeping on the hard tile. i force myself to take a shower. i try not to look at myself in the mirror.
my back is against my matress. judy garland is playing from my ipod. her voice soothes me. i unclench my fists. i will be okay. i will be okay. i will be okay.