more inspired with this one. i’ll come back here sometime.

<3

triumphant return.

so i’m gonna try this

one more time

and if being on this account just

isn’t working for me

then fuck it all i’m making a god-damn new one

and no i haven’t abandoned or whatever my perfect seb

life just seemed like it would be

so much easier

if she made another account so we could be all

awesome again

but yeah i’m probably gonna tuck this jim away

make a new one

so

… look forward to that

and to anyone that unfollowed me when i went on that hiatus or whatever—

MAKES ME THAT MUCH STRONGER

MAKES ME WORK A LITTLE BIT HARDER

MAKES ME THAT MUCH WISER

SO THANKS FOR MAKING ME

A FIGHTER

snipingtigers:

moriarty-jm:

i’ve been gone for a week.

legitimately in a coma-like state, locked in my room because of things i’m not going to allow to show.

i apologize, though not really because you’re all assholes.

What can I do, boss?

killing me could do some good.

i’ve been gone for a week.

legitimately in a coma-like state, locked in my room because of things i’m not going to allow to show.

i apologize, though not really because you’re all assholes.

OOC and somewhat important

I don’t know where I’m going with this account. My muse is here, the inspiration is, but I really just feel kind of bleh about the whole thing today?

Maybe I’ll recreate it but I’m really not sure.

Everything’s just kind of.. Exploded.

possessive as fuck okay

sometimes things get to me

and i explode

and that’s why i haven’t been here

(Source: sexbombed)

"

Are you, Are you
Coming to the tree
Where they strung up a man they say murdered three
Strange things did happen here
No stranger would it be
If we met up at midnight in the hanging tree

Are you, Are you
Coming to the tree
Where the dead man called out for his love to flee
Strange things did happen here
No stranger would it be
If we met up at midnight in the hanging tree

Are you, Are you
Coming to the tree
Where I told you to run, so we’d both be free
Strange things did happen here
No stranger would it be
If we met up at midnight in the hanging tree

Are you, Are you
Coming to the tree
Wear a necklace of rope, side by side with me
Strange things did happen here
No stranger would it be
If we met up at midnight in the hanging tree

"

(Source: waiting4thestorm)

‘i didn’t w a n t to take the chance that i would grow up to be a w a r.’

too late.