Stuffed full of childhood sentiments. A reminiscence. A wandering. Long hair, scarred skin, big eyes. Foolish. In love with the idea of the LaVey's; Zeena, probably. New moon child, not near as magical as it entails. Self-questioning. Lover of Palahniuk, of Manson, of the intricate, of the lavish, of the hated. Conceptual, logical, sleepy & destructive. Atheist. Tiny little black heart, which is very weak for the weaker. Not in possession of restraint, not at a loss for vices.
(✿ﾉ◡‿◡)ﾉ *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧ reminder that if u can’t get out of bed today that’s okay and if u feel like crying on public transportation that’s okay and if u got a bad mark on a test that’s okay because there are still so many forests to explore and cities to get lost in and dogs to pet and u are only a small star in a big universe and u are doing so well