monophobia.
people plotting to kill me.
hi my name is lynzee. i like cats and mayday parade way too much. welcome to the inside of my head. its a scary place to be sometimes. i'm a little demented most of the time and i don't believe in happy endings. i get annoyed by many things and i complain a lot. people don't tend to like me, but i genuinely don't really give a fuck. i tumbl and sleep more than i should and i'm socially awkward. i feel alone and i'd like to run away to somewhere magical like hogwarts. feel free to join me. i'm an organized mess and i'm hard to understand 97% of the time. music is basically my entire life. if you care to know more about me, you can click this.
it’s been about four months or so since it happened and it still kills me that we can’t actually be friends anymore. but there’s no point in me caring and being sad about it because it obviously doesn’t bother you anymore. i feel so stupid for crying about it and remembering things but that’s how it is. i’m always the one who cares more in the relationship whether it be friends or with boyfriend. oh well.
i want to say that i’m okay with being with new friends all the time but it would be a like. i dont like it and i never will.
Travel and travel a lot. Explore new places, get lost, and rediscover yourself. Make new friends and drift from old ones. Break your daily routine and mend your broken heart. Fall asleep in someone’s arms and wake up in a different city. Fall in love and find a treasure. Cherish your happiness and brush off the pain. Find a house and make it a home. Make passionate love and drink the night away. Cheat on death but stay loyal to family.
(Source: dannyhiga, via lookinglovelyinlondon)
