I haven’t cut in two years. But something happened today that made me feel like I could never change. Now i’m lying here crying, listening to Mumford & Sons, and praying that I won’t go back there. And I don’t even believe there is a god, let alone any hope for me.
This is irrelevant to everyone so just ignore it; I just can’t not put it out there somewhere. I keep having dreams about meeting Mumford & Sons and like staying with them for a bit or hanging out with them after concerts or on weekends and I guess it’s because they’re music has saved my life numerous times, but it honestly doesn’t matter why I just love at least having it be real while I sleep.
Last night I was talking to Ted about the blood clot on his brain and then when everyone was going to bed and I had to go Marcus gave me such a big hug that I got pulled off my toes and he spun me around and told me I was so much fun to be around. Not in like a romantic way, in a “you make me feel just as good as your music does and i’m so glad I have a friend like you” kind of way.
I just wish I could go to one of their concerts and hear their music and see it right in front of me and tell them how grateful I am that each and every one of them has played a part in making me feel happier or more special and that I probably wouldn’t be around without them.
okay i’m done thanks guys xoxo
Mumford & Sons?
more like Mumford & Sobs am i right haha
their songs make me cry
I wish there were necklaces given to us at birth that were half of a unique shape and your soulmate wore the other half and they got warmer the closer together you were and colder the further away you were so you could go on this journey when you’re ready to find your other half so that you could be spared all the pain and heartbreak of being played with by those who don’t take dating as seriously as you do.
When I wake up from a nap no one can talk to for at least 45 minutes because I’m 350% more ugly and 900% mad