Stop. Now Smile (:


Dancing bears painted wings, things I almost remember, and a song someone sings, once upon a december, someone holds me safe and warm, horses prance through a silver storm, figures dancing gracefully, across my memory.

Dancing bears painted wings, things I almost remember, and a song someone sings, once upon a december, someone holds me safe and warm, horses prance through a silver storm, figures dancing gracefully, across my memory.


I want to cry so fucking bad right now.

we’re at a point where I could hang up on cameron, and he wont even care..

That used to be impossible.

I hate how everything changes when people are together for too long..

Because now I’m the one calling him obsessively just so we can fight. I fucking hate this.

I wana throw my phone across the room.

He isn’t answering.