Bugs in my room.

Been having a lot of dreams lately… One I had today involved somebody almost killing me…again. Mustard’s in a lot of them… I like how when I don’t think about him during the day, I dream about him at night.
I always have dreams that are set at his house or on his ranch/farm thingy.
Wish I could remember more about my dreams than being killed and Mustard being in them. I don’t know what they’re about or anything…
Anyways, waking up in five hours. Night tumbla.

clavicola:

You’ll meet her, she’s very pretty, even though sometimes she’s sad for many days at a time. You’ll see. When she smiles, you’ll love her.  

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Don’t you ever do that… Believe in something just to make it seem real?

— The Little Princess (via drenchedinmelancholy)

vintage-kisses:

I get so stressed by the idea of doing work that I actually rarely complete any. The work I have to do then builds up, and the cycle continues until I’m practically drowning in homework

emmafatty:

autumn sun. (by yesterdaysramen)
motioning:

4. by Mariah Thompson on Flickr.
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